Overwhelming routine The same rush for a long time At the dance of competition We always seem a step behind Gnawing bloody nails Scratching the void In the mirror, a little more than a corpse Standing up above the ground A daily war inside A never-ending urge to scream and shout A never-ending desire I worked so hard for years That life passed me by I can’t tell the last time that I Did something for the first time Like Sisyphus we Just carry on Rolling up, a boulder, up the hill Just to watch it roll back down A daily war inside A never-ending urge to scream and shout A never-ending desire Dreams and hopes Fading out While our innocence is drowning In waters of failures and lies Bent for redemption My thoughts start to fly Landing on better times, while outside Millions of men fall from the sky