All backs are bent down with the weight of ages
Which can't be seen but torments us so much.
There is no power that could resist the changes
But human minds somehow remained untouched.
This world doesn't want us to listen or see!
The expression of apathy is on every face!
Nausea begins to throttle you and me,
Nothing's as cruel as the human race!
The human race!
The human race!
We burn and murder leaving in disorder
Remains of souls as well as ruined lives.
We kill each other for a bowl of fodder,
Forget 'bout honesty – a man is made of lies!
This world doesn't want us to listen or see!
The expression of apathy is on every face!
Nausea begins to throttle you and me,
Nothing's as cruel as the human race!
By our strength we're forced to feel so haughty
To spit into the faces of the weak.
It's not enough for us to be just naughty –
We rouse our hatred till it starts to reek.
We go through years and changing generations,
With our own hands we stopped our honour's breath.
Ignoring love, succumbing mad temptations
We have perverted everything we have!
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