Текст песни I.Witness The Doors Closed On The Inside

We’re society of singles paralyzed by their own fear, by imaginary prejudices like a pus in rotten wound.
Now nobody will open on shouting knock at the door. Nobody will help you. Here all that you have achieved.
This is not life — this is war, war without victories and defeats. Who has forbidden humanity?
Who has cancelled compassion? In stuffy and gloomy apartments. On kitchens with cozy loops that made days more imperceptible.
And that is all for what you have to stay there. To be somebody you couldn't be. To stay! Creating illusion of constant danger we are closing doors inside ourselves for each other.
But there are a place for truth even in a world of traitors

Текст добавил slade 13.11.2011 17:04

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