This is not my time
This is not my place
My future is not reserved (for this)

A step towards the future
A future without hope
Where we will only find hatred and discord

Are you okay?
Do you want to be well?
So suffer
Wear out

Are you okay?
You'll never be well!
So suffer
Or just run

There is no love between people
Only cruel interests (ruthless)
And everything you want is peace
Where you will never find

Times of dis grace

Times of disgrace

At this moment I have no idea to change this
I do not even want it either
Now it does not matter if you're good enough
Because then there is no better or worse