I thought, with clear head, the picture would be better
And I slowly reached for the remote controller
Now I am standing here and I must say something anyway
You are just nodding and you think it is right as it is
Day by day, year by year, flesh on the bone, skin, muscle, blood
The old body will be the sad nest of insects at last
But till he does not wake up to the end each morning, trusts, hopes, waits
And finally a new world will be built on the ruins of the old one
Don’t say God is not a strong fort
If you let him protect you
The meaning is not that if you have a cross on your wall
Or on your wardrobe let’s say there is a Bible
Perhaps it is just enough to believe in that if you keep the bad away
The good will take you to a good place
One day it will happen that the reward will be for that
Who accepts all his throat will not be cut by the Mastery
If he wears their sign
But till he does not wake up to the end each morning, trusts, hopes, waits
And finally a new world will be built on the ruins of the old one
A new world will be built on the ruins of the old one
A new world will be built on the ruins of the old one