Impenetrable emotions we feel
When we turned our hearts to steel
Derailing from the subject of love
A moving train, traveling but lost.
Perceiving and finding flaws
While weaving lies on our clothes
Between the hammer and the anvil
We chose the heart of the Devil
Ears of the walls picked up sounds,
From our whispering muted words
Now we are so afraid of breathe
Restricted to love and speak freely.