You can't look in these eye's 
Can't live out these lies 
Walk the walk, talk the talk 

It doesn't leave my head staining my cells grey 
This all the thanks that I get from you 
Feed the fear, nothing's clear 

You hear me, you 
You hear me, you 

There's no rest for consequences of guilt 
Facing my own doubts about what is actually real 
I told myself that I would live again 
Lost all cause fought them all to the end 
All my aspirations fell to the bottom of hell 
The womb of mother earth is bleeding losing a son 
Can't deny, our decline 

You hear me, you 
You hear me, you 

Feed the fear, nothing's clear 
Walk the walk, talk the talk