Song of the Bird

It’s a christian revolution
resurrection of the Christ

cause he is no longer stupid and blind

I will detonate those lies
with a rose blast

cause I can’t sleep at nights

In the realm of my prison
in my mind
I will detonate that fakeness of your lies

the whole squadron of the stars
the self-loving mirror gazers
of all kind

I will detonate the fakeness of your lives

In the realm of the numb

Just now I have almost lost the meaning of life

Ok, lets the love die

lets dive into the abyss
with those bloody witches

you’ll win

after all, we cannot longer contain the explosion of malaise
the boredom is eating us like fish and chips

I have no more dreams

Lets us all go mad in this boring madness

all this stupidity

so what

they always win those bastards

so let them win

Those ones who are going to die unfulfilled

covered in scratchy mean sand

with their minds full of headaches and hate

wishing everyday to escape this prison and pain

those ones who can’t be alive

who toll the life like a duty point of honor to survive

full of hostility in the sea of enemies

wishing to leave their families

once forever

take a train and cross the great wall

instead of sitting at the computer

and collect the bills of misery

the rightful slaves of society

a quiet scream into the darkness

in their tiny apartments at night