Psykup

Or Not To Be

Psykup


One day he woke up in a faked democraty.
But he didn't want to believe in this.
The taste of mankind had gone with his community's death.
Who then can believe in man?
Vengeance was set on his mind to prove to himself there is a justice
In the sky above
But he broke his wings on the edge of humanity, but he never ever said a word.

So much blood that flew from you
So many sores you hide on you
So many scars we see on you
So much blood that flew from you
So many sores you hide on you

Open up your eyes and take your time to realize what says the dying voice of a cut tongue
Cause i scream, but he's screaming louder, louder, he's screaming as dead

Years aften years, what did u discover?
Man still continue to fight until it's over
Blinded by a religion, a nation, a fuckin flag.

Totalitarian ways are made to meet a libertarian philosophy growing beneath a pile of bodies dead for freedom

Cause now the fight has become evident
Something curious:
The human behaviour

Don't talk anymore as a man

Your gun is your wife
& don't even falk at all

It's another dimension
Some game of grown-ups
Where loosing is dying
But you didn't write the rules
Cause it's comfortable to criticize
To debate about the psychological meaning of war,

When you're not inside

So much blood that flew from you
So many sores you hide on you
So many scars we see on you
So much blood that flew from you
So many sores that bleed

Recall he didn't betray
Recall he didn't talk in order to save you
Recall we couldn't do the same in our small lives
Recall that we could still betray and live with the shame to be alive

On warfields
Don't talk
Take care
But don't talk
You're in jail
You can't walk
You're in hell
Die
Mute

They pour the salt in your sores
The shut every doors
The showed you what they call war
A world not going far
Your mind is gone
Your body is stone
They destroy you,
They go on
But you won