There you are, you caring and unloved bastard
Corrupted by the world and tainted by desire
Simply content with smirking and watching the suffering before your eyes...

How human of you
So indifferent in your ways
Mocking me with a painted smile...

Eyes which can be easily read
As if they were a book
Filled with writings of broken dream and unsatisfied longings

Endlessly asking questions to which there are no answers
Is it love that you search, is it love you wish to find
Or is it reality that you seek?

Tripping over life, struggling
Being tortured by your shortcomings and hiding behind lies...

What secrets do you keep?

So there you are you caring and unloved bastard
Will you surrender? Never loving, hating nor living...

Simply content with smirking at your own suffering, hiding behind your mask....