The truth's tied, my mind's closed by myself The face near the ground, to caress the gutter Instincts come down, tearing you apart My rigid soul, louder, closer I feel a presence by my side I hear it deep in my mind "Stand up, the end is so far" I must persuade myself The ground's getting closer Easement is easier Anguish... Near again There's no solution Kneeling on the edge of hope Movement banned for me But I'm searching all around for you The sadness of my soul won't be conclusive It seems the answer is far away from here Feel my pollution Scavenger crow Appreciate your futility, just degenerate Beckons innocence and you feel fragile Frozen, no longer shoulder a wrong disgrace A haunted rage, overcomed by pain Lack of purity clears a non-existent feedback Don't try to get it back, now you are stronger Kneeling on the edge of hope Movement banned for me But I'm searching all around for you The sadness of my soul won't be conclusive It seems the answer is far away from here Feel my pollution Scavenger crow