Your eyes are empty
Your throat is mute
Your faces are all alike
Is your being easy?

Flocks of sheep await
The blind guide
Hungry eyes seek
The place with nobody's grass

Do you want to be different?
Do you consider that you think freely?
Everything around bothers you?
Do you think it bothers too much?

You cannot live without a fight?
You have not a minute of peace?
You cannot stand
Being here even a moment?
Why then are the same people around?