Impossible to sing along wherever you may be
Impossible to hear your voice or act if you were free
Impossible to understand how to play this game
It seems to me; we have the key to turn around this hell
The truth of the world
Cannot be postponed
Wherever you are
You sacrifice
The time on your own
The sweat on your face
The tears in her eyes
Are not in vain!
The years of staring at the screen
Are over
They get deep inside your head and see
It's over
It's over
