I am a member of a secret society
We are numerous, we are everywhere
Like a bomb we are always ready
To explode without reasons nor answers

We are a menace cast in the shadow of everyday life
Raised by it, and always on the razor's edge

We have no tears to cry for our lives
We can't really understand why
Just for being the fucking personification
Of a life-time of depression

Never strike our sadness
Watch it sleep for madness
We are numerous soon ravenous
And our hunger wants more
More than we can do, To let it scar our soul

This crew can always do
More and many than you
When they will be ready to use
Our frustrations against you

What made you like it?
Your depression is your only will

Depressed generation Ready to out-burst?