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The black digs inside, it doesn't leave

free escapes, evil eyes tied on the face

giving oneself up to, living on the dark side

with dead hopes, distress and paranoia

without dreams we are rats trapped in a cage

wrong way of existing when something is needed

when condition swallows you and feeds on your frailty

without dreams we are rats trapped in a cage

The pessimist has fire in the brain

screams for the light but now gets out of the mud and

rediscovers wisdom

rage and disillusion encroach your days

almost bleached passions need energy

moths eating your bowels, pins are pierced in the skull,

unknown insects dry up the blood

without dreams we are rats trapped in a cage

The pessimist has fire in the brain

screams for the light but now gets out of the mud and

rediscovers wisdom

Don't bewail one's fate

there's a gleam of light

perseverance will be rewarded

lend your future hand

without dreams we are rats