Every night I think about the day on the rise

Every dawn is another trial of deeds done in deep despise

 

Pushing the envelope to make a mark

Heading into complete chaos

It´s a long way there but even the end has a start

 

In lack of strength I´m going under

Fundamental values turned into something I don´t want to know

All former beliefs torn asunder

Made into what I have come to think is purely psychological

 

Like being accused of perjury

Beliefs crack with plot holes in a worn-out story

 

But sooner or later I´ll be back from what they call hell

With vengeance I´ll pound the pavement

And they will see who´s back on their feet again

 

In lack of strength I´m going under

Fundamental values turned into something I don´t want to know

All former beliefs torn asunder

Made into what I have come to think is purely psychological

 

In lack of strength I´m going under

Fundamental values turned into something I don´t want to know

All former beliefs torn asunder

Made into what I have come to think is purely psychological

 

In lack of strength I´m going under

Fundamental values turned into something I don´t want to know

All former beliefs torn asunder

Made into what I have come to think is purely psychological