In the Day when seven Giants stole water from the rivers the sun went to the Man who'd lost his hope mixing up money and tears. He said to him your three
People fight on the streets tonight and I've thrown my guns out of the windows My love affairs are not making noise and I, being wrapped into my skin
I went up the river my army of fears and me to look at your shadow escaping from the pale moon's lips Yesterday the small flautist came down from the
Mother I'm the castaway washed up on the beach of defeat by the waters where the warm sand will Caress My thoughts and conforts from Doubt my friend
The northbound trains promised a chance of redemption to the reconstruction army whose sunburnt backs had know the cold sweat of factories On the foreign
The new dawn has risen risen with the sun I saw it in the children's eyes a brand new revolution they're the beginning they're the present and they
We must be ready we must watch out to defend ourselves the first thing to do is to detoxify ourselves we've been under pressure for so long we have borne
Angie swallows pins on Christmas daughter of her dreams in a world that is not hers She searched in the dark. Looking for shadows She looked for a
From the mines and the cornfield from the factories they are calling, calling to us we can hear them calling for help. When I eat, I feel you hunger
The volture war circling while kids werw clearing the bonfire with a bound The wind was passing through the hair of the virgin with a heart of steel
Today I've seen the dragon stretching by my door he laughet at the wounds of Time then he flew away we've surrendered to starvation in the bay of Pestilence
