Face, wrinkles, nerves and high stress
I am out of breath when I run again
A race of rats, circle of pissed walls
It is hard to get rid of this smell
This horribleness, daily life I can see
Scratch in the eye does not want to heal up
An act without absolution
A world without forgiveness
Bureaucracy, day to day castration
Thoughts of infertility humiliate me
Constant pressure and throat is tighten
Devoided from feelings to feel nothing
To climb the top
Or to hide in the shadow
To wait and don't go ahead
Maybe my day will come someday
Passion is a virtue land
I get to the shore one day
The evening has come and then the night
You are beside me
I can hear Your voice
Thanks to you I am calm
You are close to me, I'm touching you
Only you in my arms
No more worries
Evil of the world is behind us
Let this moment be forever
Together we are safe
You and me
When we are alone
Hidden from demons of lust
To climb the top
Or to hide in the shadow
To wait and don't go ahead
Maybe my day will come someday
Passion is a virtue land
I get to the shore one day
Sound, sound of clock wakes me up
I know this web of madness starts again
Starts again
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