I look in the mirror and what I can see is one face with abandoment   I can't hide myself and I'm not free, living in mental abesement      Imprison      The rising sun awakes gleams of hope, but who does trust them anymore?   A life in disillusion shows the truth of this gloomy glamour      Imprison      Wherever I walk on earth- a neverending search   My present is my past- my future hopeless   Live the dying world! - injustice   The vicious circle turns- impetuous   From child, adolescent, adult, age of death   Systematic clearence- disheartening experience   No time, no place- for a righteous change      No god, no preach could save my will to live   Death was and will be   All my dreams, all my wishes like a small heap of ashes   Emotions, feelings they are gone- being formed and educated by.....      ..... A prison called earth   Your end is your birth- a prison called earth   Self-realization's death- a prison called earth