Текст песни Vitreus - Double Trick

Children born, first meeting with real life
One hand caress and the other asks for a cry

First smell: the fragrance of black skies
Caught in the cobweb, waiting death

Human being, slave of his own life
Unable to choose ascendants and the place to be born

Slaves we are then if we let someone else control us
Ignorants then, now that others put the thoughts inside our heads
No way we are free!

I am myself and the world that sorrounds me
I am myself and my circumstancies

So meaningless then, all the things that talk about being one-self
Objectiveness, artificial word made for those who never judged themselves
Still you think you are free?