Somewhere any tape broke.
With tape also broken a dream.
Sky grew black , gloomy smoke.
Beauty is gone with scream.
Somewhere any thread torn,
Broke through the hole of many sorrows .
Extend them much streak were born
And could it be other tomorrow?
Disappeared somewhere link.
Crossroads with hundreds of roads ...
Traveler just stop and think
If he can choose living boats...
Someone innocent prison brings.
Someone guilty is happy with bread.
And Someone pulls all the strings
Indulging his own impulses and glad.
Who is responsible for us
And manages our skin?
And maybe we are the puppets
In deft hands of the Master of sin...
What would we know of him?
How would we to understand ?
Have no sense the stupid attempts,:
We will forever guess ...
What would we know of him?
How would we understand ?
Have no sense the stupid attempts,
We will forever to guess ...