1. The Final Outcome

Trapped in prison of ignorance
build around me since - since my early days
moving is arduos
when your feet are walled - walled in the ground
I am the son of cement

the mirror doesn't lie, I am more and more deformed
I swallow infected food, I breathe putrid air

Quenched for too long by a toxic rain
I show you the final outcome, created and then tossed by the whole world

It's not easy to unravel the puzzle
moving inside the horrific maze!
I hear pitiful laments coming from everywhere
teared to pieces, dead bodies on the ground

switch your brain off and don't question anything
close your eyes and you'll not see the blood
rip the heart from your chest, you raised me in this way,
now deal with it

2. Black Crow

I can't remember
how I ended up here
in this land forlorn
in this place of nothingness

oblivious and dazed
I try my best to stand up
my eyes are ravished by a figure
in this salty lake

amidst the fog, black as pitch,
I see the remnants on a ruined stick
his shrunken paws don't slacken off
the small branch of the lifeless tree
no more feather on his wings,
no more light in his eyes,
no more blood in his veins,
no more breath in his lungs

Black crow in all-consuming night

step by step I walk
towards the quiet lake
the closer I get
the more I understand

face to face with the crow
I'm swallowed by his eyes
I see what he sees
the vision of a dead body

amidst the fog, black as pitch,
I see my remnants from this ruined stick
the carved body is like a stone
that share the memory of this lifeless soul
no more feather on my wings,
no more light in my eyes,
no more blood in my veins,
no more breath in my lungs

Black crow in all-consuming night

You are the life that is no more
You are the thoughts fading away
We are the life that is no more
We are the thoughts fading away

3. Mad World

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
Made to feel the way that every child should
Sit down and listen
Sit down and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
enlarged in your world
Mad world

4. Sunset Of The Truth

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