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