I can't look behind because I'm living in the past Tears without emotion are filling up the unbridled hours We cannot be What you expect from us We cannot see through the glasses of despair Evade the leaden legacy Those who separate and join the opposite do not see that that will get them nowhere Can't you understand it is a similar manipulation Wake up and see the light Doomed to wander in repressed emotions This imaginary refuge restrains me from awakening Fear of penance Doomed to sycophancy Doomed to sycophancy...