Your bored days passed, you're alone, sick of the plague
There's no one here who feels something real for you
Do you feel this hate? It's so deep. This is how they hurt you
Fake smile and cold touch, as part of what they have to do
They can't see your apathy, highly hidden by your trauma.
You're just one more Christ they need to shade
One more child without a name
They can't feel your anguish, your fear, the cold wind blowing inside your heart
You're just one
Look at them, one by one, your revenge with no end
Save your memories, don't forget, never forget what they have done to you,
the indifference they fed you with
the indifference they fed you with
They'll repent being part of this
No one will be saved, their world snatched your life
You'll be their nightmare, an unstoppable phobia will make them suicide
Your name, their plague - a slow and endless revenge.