Mediocre Man - Prion

They lack of own light, their ligth is stolen

They don’t understand a simple thing

The merit of the actions is measured

By the desire that it costs

Not for its results, mediocre man

They ignore the pleasure to exclaim I am

They judge as they hear other men like them judge

They ignore that without courage there is no honor

Adapted to live in flock

They long to make a mistake in

Those ones that surround them

Absent of personal characteristics

They ignore the pleasure to exclaim I am

They judge as they hear other men like them judge

They cross the world hiddenly

Fearfuk that someone could reproach them

The audacity of existing in vain

Never speak, always repeat

The man is, the shadow seems

Who wants to seem, desist to be