Overwhelming routine
The same rush for a long time
At the dance of competition
We always seem a step behind

Gnawing bloody nails
Scratching the void
In the mirror, a little more than a corpse
Standing up above the ground

A daily war inside
A never-ending urge to scream and shout
A never-ending desire

I worked so hard for years
That life passed me by
I can’t tell the last time that I
Did something for the first time

Like Sisyphus we
Just carry on
Rolling up, a boulder, up the hill
Just to watch it roll back down

A daily war inside
A never-ending urge to scream and shout
A never-ending desire

Dreams and hopes
Fading out
While our innocence is drowning
In waters of failures and lies

Bent for redemption
My thoughts start to fly
Landing on better times, while outside
Millions of men fall from the sky