You've got no conscience so why these tears,
Just like all the helpless souls,
Truncated visions that rape your mind,
Visions of a life I lead,
Here I stand with all my strength,
And yet I crumble beneath this strength,
Pleading for the pain to cease,
I am here just let your pain,
In my hand I hold the key,
I feel your eyes now your pain embitters me.
These remains of a surplus man,
But a helpless wreck who fails to see,