How low could you go
When you sold your soul
Buying pig in a poke
and praying for better days
Life is so cruel
it spend all your fuel
You so care about rules
that's we can say
You're forgetting about soul

Soul, superior stage
Work out, life is dead
Body decay, laying in bed
Love is over, render accounts
Open eyes, final founds

Is so hard to find
In your searches inside
Some evidence that confirm
Why you came here for
The bomb will blow
The noise sounds slow
and darkness will show
what we knew
You're forgetting about soul