Imaginary War
Die Tonight
The enemy in me
is impossible to see
I am free, but convicted by her majesty
It has to be this way
that I‘m alive today
rather a black and white than a fuckin‘ grey
Strange ways of our mind
impossible to combine
by daylight we‘re too blind to look behind
I’m reading blurry signs
I‘m seeking between the lines
What would you do, if you would die tonight?
From Letras Mania