Dialetical dialogue

Mamma, I’ve commited a crime
I haven’t killed no one man

I have stealed anything

I just couldn’t bear my closed mouth and my opened mind

So I just shouted out loud the trapped thoughts of mine

Many army trucks now want me dead

The people throw stones through my head

My best friend became my worst enemy (Now I love him more)

Rocket launchers attack my bunker

When I was sleeping on my bed

And my parents were caring me with new books

Suddenly the dream went out and I stood up to fight

I have firepower and hold the trigger

I can smash, destroy him with no blood or suffering

Killing ethically with no mercy, because this is a hot cold war

Dictator’s speech lies the true, enemy’s doubt won’t breath anymore

This is the jihad, for the religion we don’t have

Our bodies will survive, and only our flags will burn

Some words cut the flesh more than a shot

Some opinions fall more than a plane

While the world makes the reverse of us

People are used to say: peace and love and war not

But only inside their room, because the killer ideias still keep alive

Come on, coward, ‘’I want you’’, I’m not uncle Sam, relax, I am just your own!

The sands run faster, the big wheel keep on turning

The walls are falling, and new divisions born

To be right is so borring, because is simple and hard

Morbid peace, friendly slavery, everything turns around yourself

Monotonous life, just survive and die, degenerates your own self

Eternal child, that can’t bear the no, get out your bed, walk to the streets

Create a confusion, hit your acquaintances, but with respect and care

Leave your friends for a time, stay and drink with your new enemies

You can take a beer, smoke what you want, have pleasure all night

But if anyone slaps your face, don’t avoid the fight

Otherwise, the freedom will arrest you, down in misery

Look at the mirror, what do you see?

Deny your beauty, deny your survival, and build your life

There’s no one like you, but there are many living as you

You should be one, bury your uniform and wear your armor

Prepare to fight with the writer of this song, you give the first shot, just doubt me and discord

(it’s a constructive war!)