Sitting in my room, I feel so miserable So alone I think about dear people They're all behind the wall Spending my nights beside a square light Refreshing the same page for the hundred time My eyes are bleeding but the sight is tight There's no more laughter in this place It's no more a trait of human race Nothing buys and nothing knows What silence built & what it's destroyed Sometimes it comes for me Disease of the modern times It destroys me from inside Disease of the modern times