I don't know what I know

It's my feelings turned from the abstract to the protective

And I don't know what I know
And thanks to their words, I did not exist in nothingness.
Woe to me, O Woe to Him!
In my rage, I almost exploded,
Calm down, my cruel life, you are unjust to me, because of their stupidity
Oh my God, I come back to you
Show me their wreckage on the day of the appointment