Leaving the white screen wild
Melting the dreams
So shut the floor and open the chains

Make me tumble
Make the snow bright and green

Your white flag makes me fall
Helpless sheets to cover my wall
This crawling man is looking for a bowl
His mind is blue and his eyes are red
Forget the crowd, believe me yet?

Did you mention what I said 
I asked for more money while everybody's dead


(c) Agnus 2002