What does it here break down roots?
Shedding own tears, the splinters of shell
Can no longer remain in integrity in a cocoon.
Searching for my body, making a shell for the mass.
I had enough of invented fairy tales, damn it!
Kiss my body, you won't find its heat.
I see the lies totally.
I see the lies !
I see no panic anymore.
Kiss my body, you won't find its heat.
I see the lies totally.
I see the lies !