Most of you won't remember what I said back then
and you are forcing me again to spoil your feast
your comfort and your endless joy
and what I had left from the previous time.
The same eyes with so much disinterest
well set and unspoiled story
you see the raw oligarchy is banal
Glamour and the well dressed-punkiness rules
money is the easy thing - the monster is powerful
but for my brothers the air is not enough
poverty looks like prison and they're looking for an opportunity
to escape this punishment
And they go there, good, intensive, nursery garden
in a private college
the future is bright, a yuppie with money
and if you go into it you're everywhere a thug
They call it education, such a mockery
their dreams destroyed, how disgusting
these brothers are lost here in the year two thousand
and it's your fault, fathers and mothers
For the brothers that died young
the sorrow's song isn't enough
your mistakes you know, don't disappear
just with a tear or a flower
For the brothers that died young
I look at the sky and sing softly
and since I feel my heart hurt
I don't forget and I seek for revenge
Elsewhere they celebrate differently for this and I'm crazy for sure so I come uninvited and may the God help me
Political games here, even though it has empty seats
the course is fixed towards nowhere
Euro-rugs here, the crescent moon there
and above all, mother America
I feel good that I'm from your country Socrates
even if I have an eye gum in one eye
But oh well, how many brothers to lose
the rest may be able to
to have sex from their PC's and change their lives
with self produced chemical cocktails
With some clubbing green-red hair
Stop it cunts, they'll beat us
they do better in numbers
they will beat us at the marble crosses
And my brothers are loyal like consumers
fanatics, TV show viewers
others are dealers maybe even lawyers
It's the same to me even though the places change
Others are security guys in the night - acting great
since the fucking poverty allows it
others wore uniforms 1 for them I'm very ashamed
others finished a random university
Other are doctors and businessmen
others are usurers and criminals
but I can't stand you guys, I lived you differently
that's why I'm telling you that I'm not lucky
I stayed here to sing and I'm asking you
in the end, from whom I seek revenge?
from those we know that were to blame
or from those, around, that are crying again
Most of you won't remember what I said back then
and you are forcing me again to spoil your feast
to put up with joy and maybe this time
I'll spit words that will be heard more clearly
to also gift you fear, for you
and from the words that I confuse, what is left, is yours
and if I shout like crazy, I like it anyway
to confuse completely what I feel and what I think
For the brothers, for which brothers ?
For the few that are left. Who will judge it ?
And if I'm alone with the company of revenge
I do it to feel a little better
Even if nobody died
I'm sorry I didn't die alone young
and since I feel my heart hurt
I don't forget and I seek for revenge
1. Became cops