Which is the path we're walking?
Have you ever looked back at your steps?
Why is this inertia pushing us?
Just a few questions in my head
Sometimes it's just so hard to believe
That everything could go on like this
Perhaps I have made up my mind
This can't go on, not like this
Is this the price we pay for all these years?
We all seem blind in front of this in retrospect
We can see it's still the same
Always cherishing this involution
Pain, sorrow, self-destruction
Starvation, war and corruption
Why aren't gods stopping this bloodshed?
There isn't any god left to pray
Is this the price we pay for all these years?
We all seemed blind in front of this in retrospect
We can hope it won't be the same
Always cherishing this involution
Our steps have guided us to this point
Where nothing seems clear and everything wrong
So cultured in some ways and so coarse in others
Am I the only one feeling like going back?
Pain, sorrow, self-destruction
Starvation, war and corruption
Why aren't gods stopping this bloodshed?
There isn't any god left to pray
We can't be going backwards
