Did I ever call for
your fame?
Why do we fight in
your name?
Is it really true that
you´re there?
And do you ever
answer my prayers?
We are calling for
change,
so why don´t you
come back again?
Why do you spread
love uneven?
This is not what I
believe in.
Do I have the right,
to write this down?
Without heresy pointing
a finger at me.
Rights?
We don´t have no more.
In this catastrophe,
of a 21st century war.
Did I ever call for
your fame?
Why do we fight in
your name?
Is it really true that
you´re there?
And do you ever
answer my prayers?
We are calling for
change,
so why don´t you
come back again?
Why do you spread
love uneven?
This is not what I
believe in.
Turn and let your gaze
burn over yonder,
a young man stern