Act IV: CORE MELTDOWN (2)
(...) This is our world This is competition, overwhelming, refusal This is the endless nightmare without a begin
This is reality More real than world, emotions, sky, sea, sun, dawn, time, birds, grass, houses, garbage, dirty, chill, rain, fog, cold, wind, night, loneliness, pain, fear, rage
It's the world seen by dirty and crusted glasses with lens made by beginners using inadequate materials,with no time, no will, no knowledge, no love
It's a soft zone, born from the mind, fed by fear, anxiety, disillusion, time after time, day after day, becoming huge, heavy, impossible to sustain
A weight that nobody else can see A weight that's only mine, continuously hidden, that hurts the hands, the body, the mind A weight that poison my thoughts And makes me hating the life