Impossible to sing along wherever you may be

Impossible to hear your voice or act if you were free

Impossible to understand how to play this game

It seems to me; we have the key to turn around this hell

The truth of the world

Cannot be postponed

Wherever you are

You sacrifice

The time on your own

The sweat on your face

The tears in her eyes

Are not in vain!

The years of staring at the screen

Are over

They get deep inside your head and see

It's over

It's over