Either you heal or you kill,
Not realizing the sorrow of the end.
It's as if you don't understand who is
An enemy and who is a friend.

Maybe you believe
In the kindness and sincerity of people.
Or you think how lost he is,
That cruel and spoiled villain.

You look at misfortunes through tears
Which cover your eyes with a veil.
You are tormented with thoughts in your dreams.
And I'm so tired of this game.

But I will not obey your call.
I won't lock myself in the cage
Where you're sitting alone
Trying to deal with blind rage.