Last days of May have stilled the first breath of warmth,
And over three centuries have passed, since people still moan.
I thaught that in time, they will learn how to stop...
But now, I went out and faund myself in full steel storm.
Bullets instead of raindrops,
And soil with heavy metal arrows was crops.
Forests and lakes,
Tiny creatures jumping all over the land,
And happy childrens running around with their feet in the sand.
I remember everything that was alive...
Now, are held down in black chains, struggling to survive.
Far away, it hears the music of a virgin war
Playing on their loaded guns.
Harder and harder to defeat their greed,
Taking drugs, they will never succeed.
All my rase has become a big scar.
You want me to grow up,
But I don't want me to grow up in such a field of pain.
Keep learning ...and learning....
I've got nothing to gain!
My words are my one and only backup.
Fuck it! They all look like clones,
Alive through nothing more but bones!
Building each others tombstones in blindness,
Fuck it! They all have turned into zombies!
Save all those lost souls and set them up!
More important than the destination, you must know, is the journey!
Forget that, and your memories will all fade slowly...
So cheers, and drink your life up!
