Shutter

Shutter – where have you gone when the storm has come?
 Run away as always, your pride asleep won't hurt
 I've seen a thousand faces, all void as yours
 I've seen a thousand lives, all gone as yours
 Now – the curtain falls
 Upon the deeds of yours
 And leaves the bitter taste of absence
 Shutter – where have you gone when your turn has come?
 An empty seat remains, the stench of coward fills the air
 Another teenage angst, another waste of life
 The prototype of failure, a human piece of junk
 Now – the curtain falls
 Upon the deeds of yours
 And leaves the bitter taste of nothingness
 Shutter – close your eyelids to the world
 So you cannot see what you became
 A prisoner of life
 A prisoner of your own life.