What am I? Am I human?
What am I? An emotion.
Time and space can lie to us while we sleep.
Lovers cry, parents tremble,
While you and I show our devils.
The world can play a joke on each of us anytime.
Mercy — I have no feelings of mercy.
Destiny left me so empty.
Emptying my heart and my spirit.
My patience, fighting with our indifference.
Fighting to win over everything that we are and can be.
Selfishness takes the trophies.
Honesty wins the glories.
All the masks we have are meant to make us free.
What if pride kills our feelings,
While you and I lay there dreaming.
The world can throw a test for each of us anytime.
Mercy...
Wild soul is rushing through my body and mind.
Wild soul is meant to keep me trying.
Mercy...