Depression - Hocico

Wind touches my face blowing slowly it’s coldness

My soul has frozen in a solitude blink

Making my being decline

Hiding my fears into my world

I can percieve this dark corner

These recoil’s chains choke my desire

Thoughts in fight, Illusions drawn in ice

Visions of pain, feelings of fault

Depression comes, penetrates my heart

I can see a black horizon

It comes to me with all it’s rage

(and I want to be free now)

But I don’t give up

Frustrating sights, bad experiences

All over me, what desolation brings

Memories hurt, deception overflowing the sense

Illusions fall, wishes go

I’m blind with the pain, forces left behind

Maybe it’s the time to forget my self