Every day is a little worse
Walled in from every side
The day is far and the road is longer
Every hour passes by more slowly
Walled in from every side
Getting close without ever touching it
Barefoot, foreign to the storm
Half insane, half cowardly
Living lightly, almost by half
None of this has to do with willingness
To my eyes, everything is invisible
Every side goes to the front
Out there, the world is indifferent
Slowly taking shape
Every day is a little worse
Walled in from every side
The day is far and the road is longer
Every hour passes by more slowly
Walled in from every side
Getting close without ever touching it
I don't have anything, except for the walls
And the company of those falling into the net
Wanting more than a simple intrigue
Swimming in plenty while they die of thirst
To my eyes, everything is invisible
Every side goes to the front
Out there, the world is indifferent
As entertaining as decadent
Every side goes to the front
Every side goes to the front
Every side
Every night is a little worse
Walled in from every side
Minutes pass by and I feel smaller
It seems like the day will never break
Walled in from every side