Monotony in life

Act and greed

Separate illusion as memory

Born from hope in four walls

Deep and hidden into ghost

So easy all these things to destroy

The corner of time is a line

In the beginning and end

Denote the reality and eternity

So when they cut my hands

They hang me from neck

They hang me because of lying and truth

I want to hug the earth and sky

Because I'll not learn

They open the door

When I go away my world will burn

And will stay only the conscience

None piece of meat will be in safety