Infected - Black Therapy

You’ll spend your days in company of solitude

The world won’t stop to hold you by your neck

You’ll choke up till the skyline

Until you’ll be salt for the earth

I’d like to tell you that this will someday end

But I don’t want to lie

This will be your reward for your resistance

You will fake to be alive

Giving up to all the possibilities

Just for one life

You’ll erase your feelings, never setting foot somewhere else again

Your angry soul will feed with itself

You’ll be mocked, insulted, isolated

You’ll sell verything you have just to see from afar what the othrs have

You’ll become infected when you’ll think of the infection

You’ll easily take a weapon and you’ll get hardly rid of it

You’ll be forced to side with one party in which you don’t believe

But it doesn'