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I have to go back. These thoughts and voices in my head are haunting me at night and torturing my soul. Lord, I'm alone out here, what use can I find in this outer world if I am not my brother's keeper? I have to go back It's beyond my prophetic knowledge to understand the reasons those dead messiahs failed again and again and again throughout the dark history of mankind, and yet I have to go back To save these shades, souls with faded hearts, brothers of my pain, they grew (up) without any love Pain is the lack of love so their souls They will not save In jail they choose to live they will die to save their cage They are trapped inside How can we communicate, how can I reach your hearts if we are poisoned and brainwashed, blocked by walls, All our filters are decayed and our compassion is just switched off. How will you hear my words and pleas, how will you trust me when I tell you Come with me to the Promised Land, I'll set you free I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act. It is not the duty of those around me to love me. Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man. [– Janusz Korczak] I have to go back My scars bleed again, from light into the dark Again I cannot see but I have to go back! With fear in my heart and the truth I run back to hell To this cave of chains and despair where my brothers dwell From Letras Mania