I was waiting at the edge,
With the hope of helplessness,
Every second passed as death,
In the screams of ignorance,
Everyone died a thousand times,
But it wasn't a scary sight,
'Cause they were too down to fight,

Holding them at the bridges of fire,
Pushing myself out of the blind lies,
Digging the sand, trying to know,
What's in there 'cause secrets aren't fair,
But who cares about those deep layers,
Doing what's wrong with shamelessness,
With the filthy grace we are blessed,
The fake smiles and the fake lies,
Do exist as long as the time...