We can see the inner of our eyes
on that moments of total calamity.
Suddenly, we don't feel any strength, desire.
We don't feel the mood to continue living
in a world completely dominated by ignorants.
Hope is nonexistent, it's been a long time,
since commom sense was buried with empathy.
I can see the inner of your eyes,
in front the broken mirror you'd blown your head up.
I can see the scars in you forehead,
that you tried to soften the pain.
I can feel your cold sweat in your skin,
when it's completely dark.
I can see the desire of no more living
in this world of lies.
Because life was meant to die twice.
I've already died!
You've never talked to me when I'm alive
I was already dead!
When you have seen me smiling!
I've already died!
I don't wanna come back to life!
I was already dead!
Because life was meant to die twice!