Inertia Inert people seek for the future They forget they have no past Throw on the streets, where they are? Can they live? Solo We know about it There's nothing we can do We try but we cant'n get it We are the remains of tomorrow Respect doesn't exist Just an ideal is know Inertia and fear walk together We are victims of the present How much inerts can we be? When will it stop? Our children will know the future By our stupid words Unconsciousness dominate us We'll be just inert beings About the past No one knows, it has never existed