The Last Choice

Burden oppresses your body
It falls to pieces from congenital diseases
You feel constant weakness
And your days pass more slowly

Newer would think of
That all this is not becouse of your fault
There are many reasons that this would happen to you
And your mind isn't able to understand it.

All that surrounds us
Is ause of your ruination
Bad habit of a man to believe into others
How can't he understand he's helpless
His eyes are being tied round and mounth is being shut

Freedom "off word" is possessed by chosen ones
Your thoughts remains within your head
You have to draw a conclusion and turn your life
Uncless you are able to "the wise ones" will do it for you