You do so cool — you are the boss
Listen to hard music — look the bloody films
Laugh about catastrophes — be happy when men die
Like the execution — and so the abortion
Feel the horrible SCARES OF SOUL
Their existence is eternal
In the night you hear the owl
Your shower is supermal
In the night you dream — of love and safety
No one talks to you — no friend, ever be alone
When you arrive everywhere — others left this place
So no one is here — only you in your fear
THE SCARES OF SOUL forever
You can’t discribe their existence
The truth be offered never
You’re nobody acceptance
