A keresés eredménye

No Escape from the Dreamland

We have a thirst for living inside
But the cruel ones want to see us dead
We have found the freedom that we longed for a long time
On the spacesuits that we have kept meticulously.
Behind the artificial mediocrity,
The world breathes with a proper beat.
We work for the sake of hope
In this circus with violent demonstrations.
We have sold our skills of war
With a drunk's ego.
We just stop the screams as if they are cute blockades,
So as to verify the beliefs that are under our feet.
Sweet slaves, buried fighters,
We reluctantly have bow downed in front of the fear.
The unexplainable tendency of our crying...
This world is a dream that has no exit.