Letra de Echopraxia

Surrounded by clones of themselves An archetype that has built them all There are rules to be human Rules to be part of this (Rules to be human, rules to be part of this) We are locked in a cage of morals Of submission and habituation Why do we stand every morning? Why do we put so much effort To obtain what is futile, And not what remains? We’ve been victims of an illusion That makes us reject enlightenment We don’t know how to build ourselves We’ve been given models and nothing else To see and repeat, and to live To accept, to prepare to die with Constant plagiary Constant plagiary Constant plagiary Constant plagiary To conceive your mind To conceive my mind To conceive your mind To conceive yourself Why do we stand every morning? Why do we put so much effort To obtain what is futile, And not what remains? Oh, this fatal error We’ve been victims of an illusion That makes us reject enlightenment