Nakon što sam danas proveo dan vodeći bitku s vjetrenjačama, budalama koji opravdavaju rat i ubijanje! Žalosno i beznadno. Tuga jedna. Tako su me isprovocirali da ne znam gdje sam... niti jedan rat se ne može opravdati, kao ni onaj nedavni... kao što kažu stari rockeri... daj kažite, utješite me, smirite me:
"..My hands are tied
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of our civil wars..."
"..And
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You're power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war..."
Post je objavljen 07.12.2006. u 22:31 sati.