Testo di I.T.A.

Instance of a total amnesia This perpetual path Reminds me of anything My memories decline My past is dying Trapped head Searching for answers I'll probably never find I'll probably never find Whose that wife Those children? My family I suppose Why this job This routine? What are my real values? I dehumanize Have no frame of mind No anguish, no scare, no joy No pleasure Just only one satisfaction To serve my country Psykron It is so strange! Things do not go well Cause I do not care about their gratitude I.T. - I.T.A. (i.t.a.) I.T. - I.T.A. (i.t.a.) I.T. - I.T.A. (i.t.a.) I.T.A