With mysterious wisdom
We live in our kingdom,
And no one will disgrace us,
And nobody shall cry.
We live for our future,
For little word of shame,
Why? Just romantic fusion
And little life of game...
We like to kill each other
By word or gun, and goner
Will come back soon for ours...
For ours little lives
But we believe in future,
In destiny? Oh no...
In life and little fusion
But n'er in our home.
So, please, my friend, no more...
no more words of dirt!
My little piece of soul
Will kill itself by word...