Brand

**Truth**, ashamed of its nakedness, Quietly fell asleep in the dusty back alleys. Who will approach it? Maybe you? To save the old man and the child. You can spend half your life preaching about love, You can try on the armor of a hero, Hiding your hopes far away— Only to step out of your comfort zone one day. **Chorus:** Bound by the master's frame— Neither left nor right, don't cross the line. Yet we wait trustingly for handouts, While the powers that be feed us from their hands. Perhaps we're cursed by the devil? Is the path to bright salvation barred? And in the sky, hieroglyphs burn— The Earth belongs to dark eternity! Not noticing anything around, It's easier to walk the familiar path. You can't unclip your own leash— The rules here are strictly enforced. Who managed to brand Injustice, locking it in a cage? Quiet Truth fell asleep long ago... In the world of men, it rarely awakens. **Chorus:** Bound by the master's frame— Neither left nor right, don't cross the line. Yet we wait trustingly for handouts, While the powers that be feed us from their hands. Perhaps we're cursed by the devil? Is the path to bright salvation barred? And in the sky, hieroglyphs burn— The Earth belongs to dark eternity!