Under The Upper Hand

For a long time

I've been trying to erase the past

Understanding people

I had to exile my soul

Sell ​​my bones

I had to break agreements

Departing destinations

Find a cure

Perhaps an answer, a balance

A look beyond a distorted horizon

Ashes in such a candid sky

And also so sordid

I made my choice, found my mistake

I learned, I cried, I screamed

I saw death kill, I saw death die

I lost faith, I lost friends

Tasted from the sweetest to the most bitter

I devoured life and now what's left?

Thousands of ways, thousands of colors

The roads, thousands of unfortunate souls

The angels, luck at my mercy

While bad luck awaits me

The madness of youth

The millennia that have passed in exactly 10 years

And the millennia that will pass from now on

Evolution is to change and to change is to want

Human being feeling pain, carrying the guilt

Isn't that what they say?

Being responsible while

They share the prize, while

We are left behind

Or even when we are too far ahead

When your humanity is missing

And it's hard even to breathe

You try to run, you try to fight

But you are only content to bleed

Chase away freedom, press the heart

Until he emanates the last drop of hope

All for a lesser, more usual cause

And with that you used your last deadly breath

Look that in the end it didn't even hurt that much

How much it looked in rehearsals

Because situations like these don't need courage

But of practice, isn't it?

What is a defeat, when the victory is just a trophy?

How to explain our exaggerations

Our thoughts are on the skin?

Our doubts are like knives and hurt more

Than our careless hearts

Or our bitter memory

And it's always all or nothing

And the middle ground is necessary to ponder things

Make them easier, calmer

Discernment has only been a memory for a long time

And you just a guilt that I carry on my shoulders

An egoism too much that wore death

And now it's just a ghost.