Prisma seceder

If the head is your only soul
And the treatment seems forlorn
All off your wishes have resigned
It is 'cause
Something you miss all the time
Something like a new contrast
A bigger and a wider lifeline
If freedom would be warranted
And sentiments co-included
Statements moved
The moralistic uniform
White washed
would you feel better say
Would you feel more clever?
And would you feel different?
To beat again
Your iron wings
And if you like to see me close
With all my muscles and grand mentions
Heave me in you
You're searching and you're thinking more and more
But you catch just another reason
To separate
That's how you live
Now help me understand your ignorance
Silent broken envy air
Drown in your purple shroud of mist
Beating me so down
All we are seceders
Should we overcome?
It feels like a punishment
Like mind speechless in your hands
Without any fortune
That's why I've learned to shame
My question list is nonfinite
Oh, in times like these which everyone
Drown in self obeisance away
Yes, I don't care
About fanatics and their restless discontent
Never mind
Just give a fuck until the sun turns black again
Now help me understand your ignorance
Silent broken envy air
Drown in your purple shroud of mist
Beating me so down
All we are seceders
Sure we overcome
If the head is your only soul
And the treatment seems forlorn
All of your wishes have resigned
All of your wishes deaf-blind