Letra da Música: Conventional Lives - Nervochaos

Old persons in the dark abyss way
Conformism and discourage
Believing on each others failure
Making them alive
Conventional lives
Following an animal instinct
Walking a large no returning way
Meeting an empty and sterile world
Procreation is the only word known
Conventional lives
Old broken gears fertilize the ground
Feeding brand new gears
Breeding alone
Their mission is over
A life of pain and illness
No memories just empty feelings
Conventional Lives
Old persons in the dark abyss way
Conformism and discourage
Believing on each others failure
Making them alive