Soul atrophy

Ольга Бестужева
Everyday carnage
It feels all fine
This mental damage
Imply no crime
You cannot make it
Turn back so late
You wanna fake it
"No see - no hate"


Ch.:
Why don't you ever
Hear what you feel?
You cannot rebell,
Soul-atrophy.
There's warning message
Beyond control.
You feed with presage
Your starving soul.


The smoke and earthquakes
Are settling down,
The dust is hiding
Unhealing scar,
Last human beings
Stand back to back,
Above all reasons
New aching crack.


Pervading sermon
'bout new assault,
Unreal, uncertain
The shades on coal.
If loud-hailer
Could tranquilize
Numb hysteria
Of chrystal eyes...


Ch.:
Why don't you ever
Hear what you feel?
You cannot rebell,
Soul-atrophy.
There's warning message
Beyond control.
You feed with presage
Your starving soul.