[Verse 1] The walls are no longer raw concrete, they're dressed in debts and schedules Invisible bars erected amidst bitter awakenings At dawn, it’s the bills that ring to mark the pace Rent, electricity, subscriptions, the machine doesn't stop To sleep, to drink, to be, you must first produce and bow down You were taught to run before even knowing where to go Divide and conquer, compare to dominate the marching crowd While the guards watch from high atop the great arch. [Chorus] And you run, you run after this time they steal between your fingers A prison disguised as a shopping mall, is that the law? Even when the lights are soft and the music shines A gilded cage remains a cage, imprisoned under winter. [Verse 2] Look at these shopping carts lined up before the great fortress Empty when the soul collapses, full when the heart craves a caress We consume to forget we are suffocating in the scenery We buy relief to calm the emptiness deep inside the body The rain falls on the asphalt in a well-oiled routine Each drop is one more day we forgot to live and love The floodlights illuminate the facade not to guide, but to see If obedience still holds in the midst of this great evening. [Chorus] And you run, you run after this time they steal between your fingers A prison disguised as a shopping mall, is that the law? Even when the lights are soft and the music shines A gilded cage remains a cage, imprisoned under winter. [Verse 3] This system doesn't strike, it wears you down, it exhausts in silence It whispers to you that dreaming is a foolish imprudence It forbids you nothing, it just convinces you that survival Is already a privilege, a chance not to be destroyed And yet, deep down, a little voice persists in knowing That a human is not a number born to feed the slaughterhouse True rebellion begins the day consciousness awakens When we finally refuse to call this long dementia normal. [Chorus] And you run, you run after this time they steal between your fingers A prison disguised as a shopping mall, is that the law? Even when the lights are soft and the music shines A gilded cage remains a cage, imprisoned under winter. [Outro] How much longer... calling this life? The light is there, beneath the ashes, a divine and infinite seed You just have to let it germinate... Let it be. The cage fades away when the soul remembers it is made of stone... and of light...
