Start of a Revolution
It was a cold winter,
It's evening.
The cold November air,
I challenge you, and your fears.
Come on, let me fight you.
Sacred values doesn't mean a thing.
Thirsty after life...
That also includes death,
and the shades of love were grey.
that the morning sun was rising,
didn't mean a thing to this day.
fills me with no fear.
-I'm ready to fight!
Ready, tonight.
I challenge you,
for a revolution.
Come on, let me show you.
Come on, I will show you.
I'll show you I am true.
Come on, if you dare to.
You know I'll blow you.
Dead symbols doesn't make a king.
And the rules will soon disappear,
And life is going to grow right here.
I'm a dangerous guy,
and you must kill me,
kill me right now.
Or you must die.
but not necessarily your.
24.08.1998
