Food Songtext

Passions and memories of a far and wasted time,
when I left wasted and missed,
turned into food that makes my stomach full and satisfied
but leaves my heart empty.
Food made of air and ash, so clean pure and light,
I can eat it, always, in every moment
and I don't care if I stagnate like a plant
that lives and dies without any sensation.
Privilege became regret. Now I remind.
Satisfaction became loneliness. Now I remind.