« Your future is built on the things you lived before »
Dad says (you’ll thank me later)
there’s a dark wall will between him and us
your world is a world of power
we wished shares and talks
you always faded our dreams away
you were made in a factory
your brain was loaded by your parents
you hate everything about this city,
you hate everything about this world
you are a piece of dust in this society
you don’t understand
the point is we are living in it
so try to understand
through your eyes we’re swimming in an ocean of graves
« be right in you shoes and follow my way », Dad says