The misfortune

We are alone
How should we be to support what remains is this world?
Every day we feed on the remains of ourselves, this is not human
Something broke inside me, the mistake is only mine and all this pain is mine
I can not devour the disease to save what remains in this world

After the purge, the pardon comes
After the pardon, I silence me
After the silence comes nothing
And so I become common

The misfortune is the partner of conformity and walk together side by side
A gift of human beings to adapt and feed on the remains of himself
I can not set me free, I'm dreaming alone
I look around and feel like I'm alone and it hurts me