emandem's

He has a communal mind, fucked on booze

he keeps me awake while he breaks time

as a consolation coz' he hasn't got something to dream for

he found it's fatalistic lament to sing for.

i don't want my last world to be an impatience shout.

and in your times of always accessible,

a sea of sadness was created on my mind.

The romantic notion can bring him down easy

to error and misery:

you were brought from yours mother's womb,

and you didn't realise about it

you, me, together we can hit the street and spread our revolution to the world!