Текст песни Commuovere — L’appel du vide

What a selfish happiness, finding welfare in a world I’d prefer not to be part of.
So much distress, suffering and pain.
How may I find comfort in a shell filled by anger, filled by rage, and merging into hate?

There are walls, all around me, heavier than myself, motionless: reflecting me.

I was told that I’m unhappy: collapsing under depression.
“I can learn”, I thought… “I will learn”.
But I am void, I am sick.

I don’t know how to smile, or maybe I just don’t want to.
I’m building walls; concrete becoming me.
I’m so fucking empty.