The principle of hate, even the sky cannot fight. They're saying all hope is gone, cause even the birds are chained. And everything is never enough. With a thought in mind, the fluid drowns the brain.
A one man revolution, ain't ever gonna fucking happen. And definitely not today. If we could all find the intonation of the soul, our stomachs wouldn't be at war. And everything is attainable. With a thought in mind, the brain pushes forward.