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In soulless cage

There isn't life, neither death

In stench of stagnation

Through the routine of hopelesness of days

Our mind is occupied

With their false "beliefs"

With advertising of ideal life

And constantly it's not enough

They need thinner, faster, newer, younger

Listening to all these false prophets

But not listening your soul

Forgotten in the chaos of screaming mind

Your soul no longer trying to help you

You're suffocating, but wanting more and more

You're drown in your own vomit

Created from your ignorance

Hating all this live

Dragging yourself reluctantly day after day

(Everything about nothing, no time for reflection

No time for the breath of freedom)

But we are so happy an proud of our enslavement

Driving yourself more into the cage

In voluntary slavery

For the unnecessary things

And dreaming for a happy futute

But it all bacame just your "happy" ending

There is nothing left to obtain

You have reached al the "benefits"

There is nothing ahead

Either there isn't life

One maore day to suffer

And long-awaited freedom

No, it's self deception

Your last day will last until the end of your life

The cage is narrowing

No more strength, no clear air to breathe

But needs are increasing

There is no freedom

You don't deserve it

Try to work more

To achieve something

The cage is narrowing, shrinking space

From unnecessary cases

Unnecessary material things

The job that stupefying

No chance for reflections

No chance for wisdom

No chance for salvation