Crushed…mentally scattered
You’re lying naked in your bed
Thinking for prospects
You decide that last night was the last

Dawn of a new day comes, but
You know that nothing will change
Although the sun shines
Still your soul is almost dead

You want to cry but you can’t
Hatred has harden your heart
Sickness has decayed your emotions
If you can only forget the past
And you can save your life

Atmosphere decays you slowly
You’re drowning in pain
And you curse the gods
Price of knowledge is suffering…