You work a lifetime to pay your own tomb stone,

you hide your face behind the paper,

You walk like a robot in the subway corridors,

nobody cares about your presence, it’s up to you to make the first step,

You'd like to talk without putting the blame on others

Impossible to move on without your body armour little word play here. the idea of blaming someone is expressed by the image of a bullet you redirect. so you need a body armour to save yourself from others blaming you

You'd like to give your eyes to justice as she is said to be blind

Impossible to rape this woman full of vices these lyrics are full of wordplays well, violer means rape but violer la loi would be break the law and as we're talking of justice, this might be worth considering

Antisocial you lose your cold blood

Rethink of all these years of service

Antisocial coming soon the years of services as to speak the years of nursing homes or else

Finally the lost time that you can never catch up with

To trample on people has become your hobby

While muddying them you get embarassed

In your desperation there's still a little hope

Of seeing people without make-up and less fake

But stop explaining, rather make a fist

Move away from your retirement, you're way is too perfect

Relift the puss, I'm there, you're not alone

Those who envied you will judge you today