Every night when I close my eyes And wish to sleep in peace They are here to lead me What's my body So much frustration So much depravation My dreams are a reproduction Of my mind's degradation I hear someone opening the floor If I open my eyes Nothing nobody I listen, cry In this dream I'm the king Oppressed, suffocated Everything ends by death And I decide Who can live and who must die Where is the begining of a dream And I awake I have Blood on my hands? What's the truth what's the dream! What's the truth what's the dream! I need to forget myself To understand my life My mind's order call for disorder I know who I am! I am nothing Corruption of morality Perversion of reamity Depravation of felicity Rapist of beauty!