The world has gone mad.
There is no place for God.
They shout all is bad.
Minds are prisoners of bucks.
They give us their tread
and look for our flaws.
They still are not saints
each of them is scofflaw.
If you reach a land
And maybe you will find
huge diamond for band
but the soul doesn't come kinder.
Chorus
Break chains of silly traditions
to become free forever.
Break chains of silly ambitions
to become free forever.
19.12.2013