Explicit lyrics:

The situation's bad, yeah, we all know,

There are levels to the pain that we all share, not a moment to spire,

There are levels to the evil; you just can't see,

Evil has its own reasons; that's how it always be,

Unjustified provides unsureness to who lives or dies.

Justice? it is just a word - that misses the though

Measured on a spin of dime side, and judge us before you can decide

Not every side is exposed to the truth; I forget who is who.

To dead, it doesn't matter. Already buried in the deep ground,

Everything's organized, reorganised; immortalized, in one place; there is no need to flesh the sound,

The situation's bad, but he's free from all the evil,

All the consequences do not matter; now he's peaceful, and some say a lot. some say is not.

We all have a duty and role that acts in existence. mine is to reflect on how it should fucking instance

Do not give me a reason to count the people who commit treason

If you can see this message, I believe that you expressed

There are many types of roles, understand the scenes,

A whole life to face, each one with its pains,

To a dead man, it doesn't matter; no longer part of the tale,

But we're here, fighting, struggling, bumbling, seeking the light to prevail.