• The truth is cruel to those who know
    Peace can no longer be enjoyed, the time can no longer flow

    The duty that comes with the truth
    Is nothing but a burden, fragmenting the youth

    But they who know must not keep silent
    Record the truth, chain the self to the seat, get violent

    For they are the ones that must spread the news
    Even if they are to be mocked, untrusted, bruise

    That I wake at the desk, far from the last line
    Must mean that I have neglected my duties, my design

    Hurry! Time does not wait, neither can I
    The page goes unwritten, the world corrupts without knowing why

    Only those who know can see the truth, that I remember
    And while knowledge brings pain, I am chained a member

    And the world looks at resent for those who brings the knowledge
    For they see peace in ignorance, they won't acknowledge

    But the pain remains inside, for I cannot decline
    My journey, my duty, my burden, they are all mine...