You can't look in these eye's

Can't live out these lies

Walk the walk, talk the talk



It doesn't leave my head staining my cells grey

This all the thanks that I get from you

Feed the fear, nothing's clear



You hear me, you

You hear me, you



There's no rest for consequences of guilt

Facing my own doubts about what is actually real

I told myself that I would live again

Lost all cause fought them all to the end

All my aspirations fell to the bottom of hell

The womb of mother earth is bleeding losing a son

Can't deny, our decline



You hear me, you

You hear me, you



Feed the fear, nothing's clear

Walk the walk, talk the talk