Exquisites Tenderness

So blind you can´t see what´s going on
So cowardly, you´re unable to recognize it
Lisent to them, now they suffer
Ashamed, to cover up this madness

Exquisites tenderness
Pulse of the world in your head

Tied up, cursed of having been born
Infected, by your own disease
Flagelated, to the point of no return
Disowned, They´r just mouths to be fed

Exquisites tenderness
Pulse of the world in your head

Shamelless opulence
In the face of torture
Pathology unleashed
Indiference