He born in the death

Just because was deaf

Lived with fear to fail

And put yourself in jail.

He never will listen any song

Because of that, hapiness can't be found,

He did not see the hell for a long,

Never know the pain around.

In the end of the day, he always cry,

Every hour is the end, without same "Hi"

One day he can listen something

But, that was the tear who keeping dropping since his ten.

He became blind,

He lost your mind,

He is a addict to sadness.