La gran victoria sobre la muerte de Radaid

Don´t try to explain yourself
Why red is in your ears
A hero standing out there
Waiting for the sun to rise in a cross

Never walk with your eyes so open
Never walk with your heart so broken
He s so alone
He s so alone
He s so long long way to go

I stood close to that little lily
I stood close to a single feeling
I stood close to a crowd screaming
I stood far from my sense of living

In your mind you are framing people
Made from wood and hate
with your broken black scissors

In your mirrow there s no more peace oh!
Try to recognize yourself
With your wisdome

I said, I want you for for
Stand near the window and smoke a cigarette
Same floor with a little crow dying all alone.
I don t want to see that.

I stood close to that little