the spring of my life like pure madness
i walk under the morning sky
eyes blind, feet blistered
and my heart beating two hundred
i had to - i changed direction
i return on the traces of my path, now theres hurry
the day rises after all
now i know what to say
in the landscape of my mind the only landmarks
are the deep scars i left
i run and try to head home
but i go aimlessly, lost boy
thawing feelings freeze again
bad words and heavy step
into a black and white world
i want to return after all and scream
/chorus/
hate you human
i traced it, i traced it
the lost sentence
hate you human
the lost three words
it was about time to change direction
/chorus/
the door is double locked
the threshold has been crossed for the last time
all of it snow of past winters
quietly faded to the skies winds
day turns to evening
i turn my back and strike fire
since my feet are still cold - but not for long
not a step - no words
i dont find a need anymore - to run away
if truth doesnt burn even in fire
my return was right and talk useless
/chorus/
hate you human
i traced it, i traced it
the lost sentence
hate you human
the lost three words
it was about time to change direction
/chorus/
hate you human
im not lacking anything
we go with these
nothing changes
hate you human
the lost three words
not going to change directions anymore
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