Too complicated for words I hope my life is heard in a chaotic motion I swim in an ocean of full of forms not a one the same where are the creators magical hands that could bring me back to the sand again to a life born again in the arms of a country that demands my talents to begin and clean the world of nasty ends no more sharks no reason to start tame it or leave it no need to become its next meal a whole life wasted for only some beasts appeal keep it real and guide my soul to begin the lull of the storm sound an alarm strengthen arms ready to make safe a family without calamity
Too complicated for words I hope my life is heard in a chaotic motion I swim in an ocean of full of forms not a one the same where are the creators magical hands that could bring me back to the sand again to a life born again in the arms of a country that demands my talents to begin and clean the world of nasty ends no more sharks no reason to start tame it or leave it no need to become its next meal a whole life wasted for only some beasts appeal keep it real and guide my soul to begin the lull of the storm sound an alarm strengthen arms ready to make safe a family without calamity
mother look up see me disperse with the sickness father look up we are stronger than the faithless
a word to lose the absurd in a phaque of disaray and fight with the might a ferousious sworay