We Can’t Recognize

A broken mind cast into fear
I clear the darkened space
There is no real motivation
On your lowered face

A scene of pride, a scene of fear
The actors know the end is near
On the broken stage the play is grim
A scene of violence from hell within

The joy is based on sufferings
Of the damned
We see the fragile moves
And feel the cunning banned

We can't recognize
We can't recognize

A scene of pride, a scene of fear
The actors know the end is near

A quarrel meets the reasoning
A drop from every move
Inappropriate trust is replaced by
Disrespect and disapprove

We can't recognize
We can't recognize

A scene of pride, a scene of fear
The actors know the end is near
On the broken stage the play is grim
A scene of violence from hell within