The pain

Explicit lyrics: The situation's bad, yeah, we all know, There are levels to the pain that we all share, not a moment to spire, There are levels to the evil; you just can't see, Evil has its own reasons; that's how it always be, Unjustified provides unsureness to who lives or dies. Justice? it is just a word - that misses the though Measured on a spin of dime side, and judge us before you can decide Not every side is exposed to the truth; I forget who is who. To dead, it doesn't matter. Already buried in the deep ground, Everything's organized, reorganised; immortalized, in one place; there is no need to flesh the sound, The situation's bad, but he's free from all the evil, All the consequences do not matter; now he's peaceful, and some say a lot. some say is not. We all have a duty and role that acts in existence. mine is to reflect on how it should fucking instance Do not give me a reason to count the people who commit treason If you can see this message, I believe that you expressed There are many types of roles, understand the scenes, A whole life to face, each one with its pains, To a dead man, it doesn't matter; no longer part of the tale, But we're here, fighting, struggling, bumbling, seeking the light to prevail.