Time has just managed to make us lose our identity
Reduced as primal ones our fear has caused disparity
We are all incapable, of mutuality
Will the upper hand make us fight eternally ?
As far as we can exist, the story's still the same
Dominating each other cause we can't dominate ourselves
Shame ! on tough bluffers pretending in their power shells
Real strength ! is the power to assume all our weaknesses
So freaking empty violence makes us think we live
Being natural seems odd, kindness means fragility
There's more than power struggle for credibility
Violence resolves nothing only battle of ideas is constructive
The upper hand ! It's a waste of precious energy !
The upper hand ! Only feeds our sicked narcissism !
The upper hand ! Gonna leave us all alone for real !
It's surely our only life, so why consider it as a constant fight !