Exquisites Tenderness

So blind you can´t see what´s going on 
So cowardly, you´re unable to recognize it 
Lisent to them, now they suffer 
Ashamed, to cover up this madness 

Exquisites tenderness 
Pulse of the world in your head 

Tied up, cursed of having been born 
Infected, by your own disease 
Flagelated, to the point of no return 
Disowned, They´r just mouths to be fed 

Exquisites tenderness 
Pulse of the world in your head 

Shamelless opulence 
In the face of torture 
Pathology unleashed 
Indiference