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Verse 1
Never where I am
Meant to be
Cut off
And lonely
Madness and violence
All I see
In a society
Who human 

They have forgotten
How to be
The spoiled running
For power
Undeserved
While the true victims
Of the insanity
Still never heard
A never ending
Hellalish dream

Chorus
A way out of here
For which we
Always scream
Is something that at us
Looks and laughs
As we fall to our
Own madness at last

Verse 2
Silent nightmares

Swallowed by fear

Drowning in the hate

Of the fucking day
That never seems

To go away
Puppets on strings
Who think their winning

While being puppets themselves

Creating the very hell

They all bitch about
Trusting the wicked ones
Counting their blood money

Laughing 
As they hear our screams
Searching for an end

To the pain
With none to be seen
We submit to the falling

Chorus