In these times of fear The gods have lost their faith And man stands alone The bonds which connect eachother are cut in two Another place Another dimension The destination of maturing Is it the common sense That is presented Or pure instinct The chemistry of liquid black and white Forgetting the primates The relatives we have denied We are no more or less Two s**es to secure the race Two abdominals Driven by a lower instinct The smell of sweat Body liquid we so quivering inject Wanting the world Achieving nothing but black The blindfoldness you consume When the stains That contaminated Your thoughts Is sprayed away You can return To your shell With a clean mind You're blind but I can see Your helpless thoughts and misery Your blindfolded eyes conceal A distorted harmony