Paroles de Exquisites Tenderness

So blind you can´t see what´s going on So cowardly, you´re unable to recognize it Lisent to them, now they suffer Ashamed, to cover up this madness Exquisites tenderness Pulse of the world in your head Tied up, cursed of having been born Infected, by your own disease Flagelated, to the point of no return Disowned, They´r just mouths to be fed Exquisites tenderness Pulse of the world in your head Shamelless opulence In the face of torture Pathology unleashed Indiference