Nobody is really save

Nobody is really brave

Noone is really kind

The evil always hides inside



We are nocturnal beings

We own sinister feelings

We all can be victims of random agressions



At the daily horrorshow

I hear on my radio

Brutality is where I stand

And where I go



I FEEL LIKE DYING

I AM ROTTING FROM INSIDE

NOONE HEARS MY CRYING

IN THIS WORLD OF HYPOCRISY

PHOBIA IS AWAITING ME



We hide the darkness

Of our souls

A friendly smile

Is all we show



Under the surface

Of our kind faces

All childhood wounds

Have left their traces



At the daily horrorshow

I hear on my radio

Brutality is where I stand

And where I go



I FEEL LIKE DYING

I AM ROTTING FROM INSIDE

NOONE HEARS MY CRYING

IN THIS WORLD OF HYPOCRISY



I try to hide from society

I see through their conspiracy

Of violence



I am afraid of physical pain

Imaginations of hurt is what I can`t stand

What I can`t stand



Nobody is really save

Nobody is really brave

Noone is really kind

The evil always hides in mind



I FEEL LIKE DYING

I AM ROTTING FROM INSIDE

NOONE HEARS MY CRYING

IN THIS WORLD OF HYPOCRISY

PHOBIA IS AWAITING ME