Текст песни Uterus Insected — Distorted Mirrors

We all are blind, and cannot see
the future of this stupid existence
But we must fight, to realise the point
of this useless persistence

We lost our soul, we lost our mind,
in this crazy chase for freedom
We rest in peace or torture chamber,
in holy or unholy kingdom

Life is a war and in this battle
we just cannon fodder, not a heroes
We moving in a wrong direction
and try to find our reflection in distorted mirrors