Testo di Breathe

I am one of those children Who find it hard to breathe Although sleeping, Feel it difficult to sleep. Even if we would return to the wild Maybe it’s just a figment of my imagination Maybe everything is fine Everything is a natural product of evolution Maybe everything is fine Become the one Become god Become competition Become maladjusted, Self-inflicting horror that burns, Tortures and defiles Plagues and ruins DESTROYS Destroys until nothing is left Everything is theft Become human