You sold your worthless soul A soul you couldn't support through Through the minor phenomenon The phenomenon you call your life The fault Unrequited existence A cold Efficient, depressive acceptance Studying the informal sources with no doubt A mental suicide with no hate or grief I pity your substance The substance with no reason to be The fault Unrequited existence A cold Efficient, depressive acceptance "You even can't notice... How worthless being you are... When you float in the mainstream, The empty faces in a faceless flow. You study the informal sources... With no doubt. I pity your substance The substance with no reason to be" You sold your worthless soul A soul you couldn't support through Through the minor phenomenon The phenomenon you call your life