Letra de Dying

Nobody is really save Nobody is really brave Noone is really kind The evil always hides inside We are nocturnal beings We own sinister feelings We all can be victims of random agressions At the daily horrorshow I hear on my radio Brutality is where I stand And where I go I feel like dying I am rotting from inside Noone hears my crying In this world of hypocrisy Phobia is awaiting me We hide the darkness Of our souls A friendly smile Is all we show Under the surface Of our kind faces All childhood wounds Have left their traces At the daily horrorshow I hear on my radio Brutality is where I stand And where I go I feel like dying I am rotting from inside Noone hears my crying In this world of hypocrisy I try to hide from society I see through their conspiracy Of violence I am afraid of physical pain Imaginations of hurt is what I can't stand What I can't stand Nobody is really save Nobody is really brave Noone is really kind The evil always hides in mind I feel like dying I am rotting from inside Noone hears my crying In this world of hypocrisy Phobia is awaiting me