Being ignorant, indifferent to the stimuli
Blinded by the convenience and pleasure
Not recognizing the important things
You refrain from any effort
Instead of going against the tide, you follow the crowd
Killing the sensitivity and thinking
Being a slave to his own limitations
You'll never understand the meaning of existence
You`ll always be a part of daily mass products
Bleeding hearts, drown hope
In the depths of primitive reflexes
Weeping over the grave of empathy
A rope around the neck of the idea of understanding
Smother it in you,
Delete this yoke of mental slavery