كلمات Some Days

Slowly I start to hate this unpleasent sentiments in me Was it all for nothing? Was it all for me? In faces the first, the second shock Total zero ending Nevertheless it was my part To keep it alive To keep myself alive To keep justice alive To keep the whole chaos alive It seems that it was my mistake But why now I... am I the monster? The calm around my person is a sinner used subject This neverending questions for the why I have to start to assemble my scattered soul puzzle Don't wanna moan about it Feeling of uneasiness How could I've be so maleformated? To keep it alive To keep myself alive To keep justice alive To keep the whole chaos alive... Is it hate about the thirst for knowledge? Is it hate about the goddamned species? Is it hate of my own what give rise to mourning? Why? Now? I? Am? The monster? In your eyes...