It's an unfinished book
I wrote it only in my mind
You know how long it took
To put it down?
If you read between the lines
You see the future and past entwine
Though you'll never see the sky fall
But I don't mind a little peace of mind
No pictures of burnt children running round
In my book of life
People are not jeopardized
And no pictures of burnt children
Today's latest craze
Is to show violence in every phase
You see it in the movies or on tv
The critics say it's cool
It's aesthetical, wild and proves
That all human beings are born beasts
But I don't mind a little piece of mind
No pictures of burnt children running round
In my book of life
Women won't get womanized
And no pictures of burnt children
Never bend, speak out
Words like lava flowing out
Don't hush, speak out
Words like lava flowing out
Just don't touch, you might get burned