In the end I can't promise you
That I have seen enough to say that's too much
Couse nothing will save her it's too late
It is my lavish grave of innoscence
For all that's alive
In the end you pray to his name
It is an absolute way against evident truth
The false masterpiece,
Disastrous Book believing in
Which makes you so strong
That you feel pretty much like a made up god
[chorus:]
Try to realize the pain that you are giving to anyone everywhere
And I'm in despair that I'm your kind
Rise rise liberation to all these little beasts
All the flowers match one other
But this is only my dream
I need the wind, the water, the sky
We have so much to lose but we don't want to wake up
It's easier...
[chorus:]
Try to realize the pain that you are giving to anyone everywhere
And I'm in despair that I'm your kind
Try to realize the pain that you are giving to anyone everywhere
And I'm in despair that I'm your kind