Lyrics Eremite - Pink Turns Blue

Eremite

Man hold’s the fate of this world
In his two hands
But I’m… I’m just talking
That’s why… That is why
Why I got into the habit of babbling to myself
Am I… Am I?
I foresaw something like this
But this is worse than anything I
Thought of… serves me right
The poor little boy’s quite beside himself
My life’s no more
Than the life of a cockroach…
How I hate… what?
My ideas require it… for their fulfilment
I’m the follower… hesitating
And losing the thread
Is that the way… I could hide
My soul?