Lyrics Symptoms of a Common Sickness - Black Therapy

Symptoms of a Common Sickness

Worn out in time is the thought of every man
Is their money worth more than these shutdown heads?
Every man creates is own cage
This is the only way to escape it all!
This is the worst of all epidemics
These negligence and indifference make mankind a virus
I feel I’m Dying!
I’ll just lie down on the ground, my body will be manure for the earth
Yet it’s death that saves us everytime, that’s the only way to forgive The
mistakes of a whole life!
Honor is now just a past-bound word
We cannot define ourselves humans anymore
I wish I was the wind tickling leaves on that smooth sound Accompanying me to
madness