Our essence compelled by Responsibilities, never-ending and meaningless. We willingly give up our freedoms To sources of power and manipulation. I feel abandoned and alone in a mindless crowd There are no distinctions between the Herd, compelled by the same necessity Repetition, Boredom, Depression The only connection between those who forge our paths And those who follow are the chains that bind The tighter the authorities chains become Produces a stronger faith in the fallacy that is existence And we feel abandoned in a crowd of millions of slaves Drop to your knees and obey to an endless, inevitable mediocrity Their power prolongs itself because of our Weakness, our insecurities, our ignorance.