Skladba
I met you that day
You seemed to be sober
So steady on your feet
A state of peaceful mind
And far away from evil
Apparently in joy
You made exile a home
And no one could see
The bitterness inside
The mask of your hatred
With laws all around
A million expressions
To read your book aloud
Get blessed through the ten
Avoiding deadly sins
Seven ways to heaven, dear
Seven ways and seven fears
Some get up and find another
They trick someone…
Sighs enough, o' grey era
Try to meet the end alright
All sympathy
You won will be lost
As soon as we find out
As soon as we start dying
In unexpected ways
The romantic image
Of God's little soldier
A picture out of time
No fundamental lies
Will bring him to hug you