and when the end is near,
and you thought you have fought your fears
ornamental and political smears
it’s been a way your life has steered.
you’re standing here all alone in the crowd
hearing the voices you’re trying to reach out
you know now there’s just no way out
you wish that you could scream it just a bit loud.
it’s just the dusk,
it’s just the way
of the rising sun to say,
“keep moving on
beg to survive
all the darkness called life”
you remember all the fallacies in steps
you kind of fall deeper within
you discover that you just fought a war
a soldier loses life in an amnesic world
oh my lord there’s so much to cry
your son is just too young left now to fight
your daughter coughs and wife leaves behind
but she too will be looking the stars in the sky.
this blood is running in veins
i can see the heaven close shut the door.
can’t you see that i’m down with the ache of my life?
all i’m asking for is 50 ml more.”
never thought for a while
that this one shot could make you to die.
promises, dreams i’ve made
will just go away, just go away (in vain)
my soul will be rightly in place
ten years and i’m tired of this gore.
hope you see that i’m down with the ache of my life.
now i’m asking for please 50 ml more.”