Fault To Believe 1 Testo

Born, into a system of fascism,a perfect race-packexpected God would bless it, hmm...I don´t want apologizefor this or for my beingI´m a man, not the system;don´t you never stop seeing?It´s a fault to believethat god has got predilectionsperhaps he only needsa little change and actionso some are white,and others might be brownbut none of us should think he´s a creation´s crownneither you, black racists,nor the heralds of the holocaustnot the Eskimos and notthe little men from marscause indeed we´re all meat,and in the end, we´re lonely corpsewe have a common source,we´re living by the same forcewe swam in the oceans,and we sat on the treeswe discovered the fireand we learned to seizeour brains grew fast,I don´t really know, what forcause one day they were boredand thus invented warbut the war we should fightis against our wreck-ass pridewe should light a fire ´gainstmight that guides us through the nightwe should go to the seasand drown the hate-diseasewe should sit on the treesgrowing on the ground of peace!It´s a fault to believe!We´ve got a strong sympathyfor everyonewhose history´sa long song of tragedy,suppression and of miserywhom unmerciful disasterfollowed fast and followed fastertill he cried:"There is no master of the world,that I could trust!"Well, life´s a present, they say,but it´s like a Trojan Horseyou can refuse it, you can use itand accept its bitter loresyou can strike in all directionsand always hit the wrongand that´s what we do -sometimes a whole life longbut life can be short,so you really can´t affordcrossing swords with someonewho may be a best friend of yoursotherwise I can prophesycoming soon a big bang;man, this can´t go on like this,IT´S LUNATIC!!It´s a fault to believe!