Path -

My path is maybe designed

By someone who wants me to resign

My path is probably tracing

Its way where i’ll be burning

We walk step by step towards an unknown direction

As we’re going forward, it becomes now confusion

Whatever you’re doing, in the end, it’s all the same

Walking to your grave pretending that you are not insane

Rejecting, destructing

Increasing questionning

Becoming anything

Relieving, suffering

Now we know that everything means the same

For some, just a fucking game

That they don’t even know the name

The mind is something that we question too much

Unlike the weakest

We despise thinking as such

My path is maybe designed

By someone who wants me to resign

My path is probably tracing

Its way where i’ll be burning