By decades he lived that way Behind dogma's mask Lies that guided him with short reins Removing the profane pleasures of life
But the time... That in each instant arises imponent Printing the oldness on the youn's faces Eroding the hardest of metals
The time made he see again his values And Regret corrupted within Once he perceived that all was a disgusting farce And he had been used in the name of the blind faith
By the rest your life, would be tormented With voices disturbing your mind Suicide! Is the only solution for him
Freedom is the supreme option that men In the highest evolution layers, have to Trace the autonomy of it's existenceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
