Unjust Songtext
von Within Y

We are just a standing illusion
Merged into a prime of being
A sinking infusion
All of us in the shadow of dust
In us, there′s nothing but rust

Withered pieces of minds, abandoned

We are falling down
And we're all back in this mess
What impulse to create?
Fear to be something, but still nothing
We are the mesh
We′ve learned to hold back in this mess
We are the mesh that's too cute to breathe

Born to disdain our mind and its depth of seeing
So blind and so restrained, couldn't beg for hope
None to convert, we are the unjust being
None to convert, we are the unjust being


We are falling down
And we′re all back in this mess
What impulse to create?
Fear to be something, but still nothing
We are the mesh
We′ve learned to hold back in this mess
We are the mesh that's too cute to breathe

Born to disdain our mind and its depth of seeing
So blind and so restrained, couldn′t beg for hope
None to convert, we are the unjust being
None to convert, we are the unjust being

We are falling down
And we're all back in this mess
What impulse to create?
Fear to be something, but still nothing
We are the mesh
We′ve learned to hold back in this mess
We are the mesh that's too cute to breathe