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I'm born into this world |
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I'm forced into this life |
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Grew up with bible's law |
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And the same Sunday walk |
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I felt a never ending journey |
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Started up to ask behind |
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Only deep inside my soul |
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There was a question - why |
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But as I - grow I saw the pain |
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And cries - nothing beared |
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Asking why - holy terror |
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Never dies - slow talk - without |
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Sense - no reactions of my plot |
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My throat - is blank |
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Frustration - no one side |
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Controversial words |
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Need to discuss but religion |
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Domaines since my mum's youth |
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Feel her hateful eyes |
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Never expect my attack |
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To show her the stencil of death |
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Nothing for my mum |
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My spirits and my fun |
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Endless repressions |
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And no reactions of my kind of |
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Life but hey mum |
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There is no other chance |
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Battle between minds |
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My mum my dead and me |
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Nothing for my dead |
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Nothing for my plan |
