A man got to doÂ
what a man got to do
But what does a man
got to do?
A man got to chowÂ
his own shoeÂ
That´s what a man
got to do
It might be hard
but this is the truth
A man got to doÂ
what a man got to do
But what does a man
got to do?
A man got to chowÂ
his own shoeÂ
That´s what a man
got to do
It might be hard
but this is the truth
I came to Chicago filled withÂ
shameful desiresÂ
A crossroad became my
destinyÂ
Without any expectationsÂ
I waited for the day
when my head would
crack open and leaveÂ
its dirty load to God
or any other creatures
out there
unfortunately this did
not happen
I am still waiting
after all these years
for something to happen
Or at least a little sign
from God
I walk the empty dead street
of the dead city.
Plundered and pillage so many
centuries ago
But my name lives on and so does
the church that I recreatedÂ
more powerful then ever
and in the same time so empty
and void
With priest that seems to enjoy
perverted lust (just like me may
the almighty father forgive at leastÂ
me if not them cause they know
what they do)
Here in Chicago I stay
waiting for the city
to be rebuilt byÂ
someone motivated to do so
I have to run
I deserve to run
I am going to run
RUN
We have the right to die
as free men
Why do we have to liveÂ
in a society that do not
want us?Â
Let us die, let us leave
your dirty world filled
with worthless words
Filled with us parasites
This life has no meaning
we are just victims of God
and his experiment.Â
This is funnyÂ
I believe that I will
leave this planet
With a smile on my face
and move to a place
where there are other
Gods ruling the universe
And so..
This gray day in the heart of my country
taken over by others, ruled by others
I finally reached the conclusion
That I will enact today
Today the days are
finally numbered
Why do you value this life so much?
It is just filled with suffering, hiding and frustration
Listen, the people in the camps
died because they decided to do so
But I lack the courage to kill my self
I lack the patient to prepare
I lacks the insights
To comprehend
that there is no hope
for any improvement
There is no need for me
on this dirty planet
Filled by people
of every sort and race
Time is all I will have
I do not care
I do not tryÂ
I do not
I will be the monster
You asked for in
your dreams
Looked in a small flat
with a baby sleeping
outside
My mind not working
Listen and Listen toÂ
other peoples word
without forming my
OwnÂ
Trial and Error
I took the wrong
path
Trials ends mostly in error
But we stay put trying to
Tie our knots
the world turns on a word
I'm just another dreamer...
let's mend the broken
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