I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment I can't hide myself and I'm not free, living in mental abesement Imprison The rising sun awakes gleams of hope, but who does trust them anymore? A life in disillusion shows the truth of this gloomy glamour Imprison Wherever I walk on earth- a neverending search My present is my past- my future hopeless Live the dying world! - injustice The vicious circle turns- impetuous From child, adolescent, adult, age of death Systematic clearence- disheartening experience No time, no place- for a righteous change No god, no preach could save my will to live Death was and will be All my dreams, all my wishes like a small heap of ashes Emotions, feelings they are gone- being formed and educated by..... .....A prison called earth Your end is your birth- a prison called earth Self-realization's death- a prison called earth