Your logic is so a dirty blood
You’ve never had to pretend
Stop praying to your god
Stay here on my land
Revolution, we don’t need it
Religion is so tough
We invented out limits
There is no all this stuff
You were born to live your own life
I was born to be set free
Don’t believe all these lies
Open your eyes and just see
The black green trees around us
Are so dry and are so high
And because of all your blunders
You’ll be sorry and will cry
Nek 13. Июль 2017.
Аудио: https://youtu.be/5Da90XKgavc
Аудио 2: https://youtu.be/hlW7KIO1a6I