Disturbed

Just look around you
Just around you
You don’t have to go far
It's just a few yards
You'll see all the human bitterness.

Meadows are no longer green
Love has long been not red
The days are getting darker
Everywhere in the air there are void
All inspirations are destroyed.

And I can’t be a curbed
Because I feel sick and bad
I can’t be a curbed
Because this makes me very disturbed.

And I can’t be a curbed
Because I feel sick and bad
And I'm very upset
Every soul is like a wire, sharp and barbed
And I've been wondering for a long time
Does not anyone see a crime
And I'm very worried
I can’t be curbed
All this, too much, make me a disturbed.

Every way is comical
Wherever you go, there is an obstacle
And it's too much dust
And what do I must?
With my life like a particle
Is my mind logical?
Who creates a disoriented oracle?

And I can’t be a curbed
Because I feel sick and bad
I can’t be a curbed
Because this makes me very disturbed.

Welcome to the new world
In a conversation with no word
Welcome to the human trade
You can here everything to negate
Here's your *****
There in the ground, like a slave
Dig your own grave.

And I will try to be a renegade
In this new hell
My eyes are like a blade
My spirit is something played
But not this game
We're not all the same
Although it is a similar theme
There are a few thousands of us renegades
Once, our voice will be heard as a thousand hurricanes.