Hypocrisy that we call life Life is the enemy of the soul I already chose my side If frustated ones want my space They must wait for the chance to be born again I'm alive as always, keeping my feet on the ground Faith doesn't alleviate itself In reality i seek something in my favor Silence is what judges Conscience is its own witness If i see, hear and feel I cannot deny and hide I'm the spirit of survival Exposed to defeat, but sure of the victory Their honor is a castle made of sand Their tongue is shapened And i'm gonna cut it with their own sword I feed off their weakness Living at the limit, i cultivate my force My soul bleeds, but doesn't get tired Memories fade slowly Scars never disappear If i swim in a sea of shit I won't complain and sink