The choice of your gods

The choice of your gods

Tell me that...

Are you thinking about?

What do you think about the thruths,

sky, satyrs and dreams.

Run in the life´s race

to get the first place

and win a plastic cup

full of poisson and lies.

Or if you want...

start to dream with me,

dream stars and skies,

where there aren´t lies.

Now you have the choose,

to be the conquerer of the wind

or to run in a race,

the time is ending now.

I´m waiting for you here,

sitting on a cloud

while the ground of the lies

is self-drestroyed under me,

every year, every mounth, every day...