I am ready to go
But I will not be gone
Yesterday I thought I'd won
Yet I don't feel like it is really so
What have I done/become in this world?
Great question that many struggle with
I'm even too dumb to write one more poem
And I realize that freedom is just a myth
I am trapped – by d**
Trapped by thugs
Trapped in the closet of incompetence
Stuck in the lost realm of indifference
The city is trying to bring me to my knees
A pity that I haven't payed all my fees...
I am surrounded by bills, pills, advertisement stills
Dog sh** smelling hills
Electronic devices, unqualified advices
A political system that is as white as the
Königlich-Kaiserliche Mediakratie
In the smallest truth lies a ton of lies
And although many pretend to know why
Many are doomed in eternal hellfire
Again I remember the crying, the sighing
Virtually every mistake of my life
Imploring the higher powers to give me more might
Realizing how time flies by, yet
Greatful for all the moments I was able to enjoy
Incarcerated in a system that is ready to destroy
Not thinking any more – но уж хватет этой хирьней!?
Сегодня мы пишем — I know that I can!
Je ne veux plus vivre – nur dann, wenn
Questo tempo pa**erá, e sómente poderei vencer