Who wants to silence, rise to circumstances
In which it's impossible to hear anything
try
to fly,
false
belief
feel
to dare
what
we don't
see
What is the real and what is the false
What we can see that is it to be
try
to fly,
false
belief
feel
to dare
what
we don't
see
Lies by the life without solution
Untrue words break the silence
innocent simple perception in our hand
smashing the ideas, enjoying new waves
but the problem stay here we can't recive
What is the real and what is the false
What we can see that is it to be
Who wants to silence, rise to circumstances
In which it's impossible to hear anything
Light on things above
What we believed maybe is a fateful orbital fake
We have the same organs
but we cannot feel what the others
Tembling the theories
try
to fly,
false
belief
feel
to dare
what
we don't
see
In scars we boil the time into the deeper sea
with the mankind not closer to see
Where is the place of the justice for me?
If I want to go to the trees? |
