Recollections from the painful past From the time when I was always last So much response no stimulation So much dreams no destination Scapegoat...Liar Those accusations set my fire And the hatred is taking lead I want your pride, not your greed Misery rejects the care Acridity everywhere, But I still try to stand tall You'd better listen to me; Woe betide them all Childhood, the wound will never heal Every night I scream: "Why can't I feel" Mind discoloured, My soul will be dissected No one can tell cause and effect Creature...In me Finally I lost my credibility And the hatred is taking lead I want your pride, not your greed Misery rejects the care Acridity everywhere, But I still try to stand tall You'd better listen to me; Woe betide them all Misery rejects the care Acridity everywhere, But I still try to stand tall You'd better listen to me; Woe betide them all