Sometimes I could see a little passage in the century

Sometimes I wanna die like a razor falling from the sky

Don´t tell me a lie about diamonds in the green country

Don´t be afraid if I choose a wWay for me to stay



Walk on and on and on

Picking up the truth that´s crossing your way



Late at night when I fall asleep

I see an angel falling down to my feet

With broken wings and a cut in his heart

It´s crippled hands searching for life



Crying out and falling down

Crucified like the lost

Poison in every street in every heart

In every child



Walk on and on and on