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Events come and line
along should
fall on my
very side.
We’ve seen them all
Idle people
Just a fiction
- so they say
Before the sceptical
Glance of your
so-called
’Great Idols’.
You dare oppose them.
Faintly to scarlet
battle it calls…
It calls you!
Time to make haste again, my fool
To start some pretty brand new
Stand under the flags far above
To be better than being a fool
Like you ignore every rule
Like you let things the way they are!
Shall I face the loss
most noble goals
just one arm
length ahead.
Options made of bad
Choices whereever led
failure happens
to be sad.
Miss every attempt
then feel deadened
at some point
a dead end.
What cause did you have?
Faintly to scarlet
battle it calls…
It calls you!
so they say
it’s just a fiction.
I cannot… I cannot… I cannot be myself
You cannot… You cannot… You cannot be yourself
I cannot… I cannot… I cannot be myself
You cannot… You cannot… You cannot be yourselves!
If I would be there
I would burn… all the flags!
If I would be there
I would turn…
