Kamala - Mantra

The poet and his black blood
The lord of the excuses that have no forgiveness
The choice of a side that has never existed

All masks have fallen together
Negative, closer than you can imagine
The ocean overflowed, drowning all the dirt
This flame burns again, again

One for all, but not all for one!

Fuck all apologies, all is lost
I don't give a shit, what's done is done

Memories, just voices, totally alone
All in the comfort zone
No one here is irreplaceable
These scars prove all bloody wars
Remove all dirt from the hands
All torment and pain, were left behind