I wanna stop again this masturbation i'm doing all night and day I wanna escape my mental isolation, it's where I don't wanna stay My voice is just for you, i want to serve it Extended version of this game So i made up my mind, i left the craft and stayed on the revolution Send a postcard of your birth I'm the one who stayed on the earth (I'll collect you honey!) Raise a gun and shoot for a curse What we'd need now is to delete what we have deserved The shaman's drifting now somewhere in the clouds , and i say that we all have our doubts The nature wants us to stay somewhere else, but senses freeze inside our brains Sometimes i hear some voices calling my name, they sound like music to my ear Someone still keeps on thinking about my name, and i should do the same Send a postcard of your birth I'm the one who stayed on the earth (I'll collect you honey!) Raise a gun and shoot for a curse What we'd need now is to delete what we have deserved (I'll collect you honey!) Send a postcard of your birth I'm the one who stayed on the earth (I'll collect you honey!) Raise a gun and shoot for a curse What we'd need now is to delete what we have deserved Now i feel I must get strong Fear of weakness and getting old (Break the chains now honey!) Change the system back to the old Save the souls and be bold and resow the earth