Metamorphosis کے بول

I've never realised how bad It was To loose the ground to rest my feat Humanity Is lost Inside My eyes can't teach my mind Clockwork nerves controlled my arms Pupills are wide open to see No coming back from where I left I'm rotten orange healed by force A number was my name A priest was my strenght A cell was my home A nightmare so unreal I'm not the man I used to be I'm something else, this is not me No self respect, no memory I'm living my own metamorphosis