The Holy Bible will not give you labyrinth way out 
In which you seem to be so lost and confused
Too speechless to be right and not enough to stay as proud
As you were once when you could simply refuse

Lying in dust
Losing your real face
Lying in dust
Life that you can’t betray

From the pit of your greedy [bad word] the strong desire to find the role
In the play that will have no end
Reoccuring circle made you pretend

Until you’ve gone too far
Look at your own reflex
Misfortune and rebuff 
Claiming your death

Drastic
Remedies have worked
Headache 
Had been passed away
Closed are all your eyes and brains
Stillness in your mind remains
Picture of loss
Every other step forward 
Is walking just back and forth

From the pit of your greedy [bad word] the strong desire to find the role
In the play that will have no end
Reoccuring circle made you pretend
Every day you give an encore
As the audience needs you more
Captivating as one you’ve seen
Your decision is final scene

Numb
For the rest of your life
You are just rotting shell
To create to destroy 
To be the one who 
Dares.
Neither peace and nor war 
Can settle in your soul
Always begging for more
Eternal quest for ideal