Jag ser hur ni alla torkar ut
I sjlls fantasilshet
Ett invat stt att sakta d
En medelmttig repetition
Men, min resa bort r inte salig
Min frsummelse blir er medalj
Jag lmnar efter mig ett moln av
Besvikelse, tvivel och frundran
Medan ni alla frsker hitta er mening,
I en vrld, dr ingen ny mark kan brytas
[English translation:]
Bitter Reflection
Im watching as youre all drying up
In a soulless imaginationlessness
A practiced way to slowly die
Mediocre repetition
But, my journey away from here isnt happy
My negation will be your medal
I leave a cloud of
Disappointment, doubt, and wonder behind me
While you try to find your meaning,
In a world where no new ground can be broken
This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
