Soulpact - Extirpation

The shivers are coming

Another feeling of having guessed

The most painful and past memories come to my mind

That damn cold that suddenly assaults you

Victim of a strength stronger than your will

Becoming the infection

Your frustration is the poison

The nectar of change that nobody cares

You signed, compliant

It was written, at your own risk and danger

What do you pretend?

The instinct is to exaggerate, uncontrollable, imperceptible

The dimension of this soul

Limitated and condemned

Born dead and in a continuing resurrection

You don’t want to be the next slave

But this world has now become impassive

The dementia of being conscientious

The hunch confirmed by conditions

As you swore in the soul pact

With an old and stained look

Without even realizing it

Surprised of how it seems to have been all accelerated

Raping ideals, restricting the possibility of glory

But deep down is stronger than us

Break the rules done when we are the creators