나의 마음은 황무지 차가운 바람만 불고 풀 한포기 나지 않는 그런 황무지였어요 그대가 일궈논 이 마음 온갖 꽃들이 만발하고 따뜻한 바람이 부는 기름진 땅이 되었죠 나의 마음은 솜구름 구름 푸른 하늘을 날으는 새들 새들 그대는 저넓은 들판을 수놓은 들판을 수놓은 어여쁜 꽃들
You guys should be spread on the wall With the spittle Hey you bourgeoisies Just fight within your boundary Really sucking mother fuckers stop making deep blood bruise in other heart Hey you mother fucker Don't come near to me The have nots are not your toys You know how many children livers are in the world Who keep their tears from sending out *I want justice I want justice True power of justice vanished like dust You recognize foolishness merciless trading down the inferrior Alright then you got satisfaction You dart bastard Just one more crack then I will throw I would throw you away rather than just keep seeing your play for you and for the rotten out heart You got it you son of a bitch *I want justice I want justice True power of justice vanished like dust You recognize foolishness Fuckers fucking world Break such a dog like dicks Hey you bastard can you hear me Fuckers I'll never compromise with you Fucking me horrible the human You the mother fucker you dart bastard You feel good when your somach is full of fucking trash Fuckers I'll never compromise with you Fucking me horrible the human Really sucking mother fuckers
Time's cruel creep hasn't change a thing Where do i rest my thrashing head When the world around me is all but dead My eyes awoke to the morning stroke of light With a bitter smile i arose clenching in my pool of sweat
* oppression- I can't see any more Explosion- I can't take it no more Suffocation- I can't breathe anymore Elimination- I'll never go back
While yesterday it rained today is still the same Haunted my dreams where i'm sitting on my grave Smoking I can even taste the the bitter cigarette The dreams the nightmare I torture myself I wanna run I need to run but my legs are torn & broken
* oppression- I can't see any more Explosion- I can't take it no more Suffocation- I can't breathe anymore Elimination- I'll never go back
The cool of spring has left us now But the chills of winter are coming
making a choice of this or that to be or not to be I need a grip or helping hand because I can't handle this