Our essence compelled by
responsibilities, never-ending and meaningless.
We willingly give up our freedoms
to sources of power and manipulation.
I feel abandoned and alone in a mindless crowd
There are no distinctions between the
herd, compelled by the same necessity
Repetition, Boredom, Depression
The only connection between those who forge our paths
and those who follow are the chains that bind
The tighter the authorities chains become
produces a stronger faith in the fallacy that is existence
And we feel abandoned in a crowd of millions of slaves
Drop to your knees and obey to an endless, inevitable mediocrity
Their power prolongs itself because of our
weakness, our insecurities, our ignorance.