Prisionero

If you feel like a prisoner
It's just your own ghost
That continues, chained to you
Chained to you

And you carried your own cross
You dragged your corpse
To your own grave
Where you must live like this

You are the executioner of your death
And you have run the same fate
The dark moment of choosing
Between living or dying

Slave of your failure
Your mistakes or is it perhaps
That you have forgotten, that the guilty one
Is you and only you

You won't be able to prevail in history
It's not difficult to lose
You could never win

Tormented in your idleness
Today your balance tilts
Towards the side of evil and not of good
And it's not my fault

Today you have no time left
Your path has become slow
Your own poison will kill
Your megalomania

You won't be able to prevail in history
It's not difficult to lose
You could never win