Your Fault

You sold your worthless soul
A soul you couldn't support through
Through the minor phenomenon
The phenomenon you call your life

The Fault
Unrequited existence
A Cold
Efficient, depressive acceptance

Studying the informal sources with no doubt
A mental suicide with no hate or grief
I pity your substance
The substance with no reason to be

The Fault
Unrequited existence
A Cold
Efficient, depressive acceptance

"You even can't notice...
how worthless being you are...
when you float in the mainstream,
the empty faces in a faceless flow.
You study the informal sources...
with no doubt.
I pity your substance
The substance with no reason to be"

You sold your worthless soul
A soul you couldn't support through
Through the minor phenomenon
The phenomenon you call your life