Gorefest - Smile Lyrics
A poor man who lost his soulA servant without a goalA breed made to live the dayNirvana far awayThe passion for a chosen lifeThe purpose of the dreamA dead man but still aliveNo heart in a machineThese days, strange daysThe heart and soul, where is the fire?These days, strange daysAnd I am feeling like a soul survivorA poor man who lost his sunHis love for life to carry onThe wind will take him where it blowsNIrvana never showsThe hunger for a higher lifeA full creative mindIs now a long forgotten dreamsSelf-chosen to be blindSo confused