Neolithic Undesirable Return
Monotony in life Act and greed Separate illusion as memory Born from hope in four walls Deep and hidden into ghost So easy all these things to destroy The corner of time is a line In the beginning and end Denote the reality and eternity So when they cut my hands They hang me from neck They hang me because of lying and truth I want to hug the earth and sky Because I'll not learn They open the door When I go away my world will burn And will stay only the conscience None piece of meat will be in safety
