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