Trouble Times 歌词

It would be perfect If it were not so equal Somehow it seemed the world Had ceased to make sense We had assured freedom But we didn’t know how to be free Everything was perfect, but we lived constantly depressed Nor can we ensure our own will and our love of life But we wanted to ensure the general welfare And ensure that everything was working properly (Chained in the abyss) We had assured freedom But we didn’t know how to be free It seemed to be An imperfect-vicious cycle Every human being wanted to ensure the general welfare But was not able to ensure its own life Its true sense