The Lost Boys

Open my eyes , What do I see ? 
Clash with reality 
Open cages , melancholic remains, 
My last act - reality, 
You can fuck me, than cut me , 
Fucking eat me raw, But you'll never change my opinion 

Salvation , Revolt 

It's our choice , we never will bow 
Raise your fists - Last boys, Last boys! 
It's revenge upon filth of law 
Birth your pain - Last boys ,Last boys ! 
Go away, running , ablaze your sun , 
There's no chance for them ! Last boys ! , Last boys! 
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