On
the stage
The
bright lights shine
The
leader rises his hand
“Now
listen to me!”
The
sea of faces
The
colours of red and white
With
eyes of addiction
The
dreaming of the wealth
There
is no other way
They
smell the wagon even far away
The
rolling of sparkling diamonds
The
lives of easy addiction
The
leader says
“I'll
give it to you
You
don't have to work
You
all work for me!”
The
flags rising high
The
voices echo in the night
The
bright lines shine
They
never think of the cold sweat
When
the leader falls
What
will be the addiction?
Will
they wake up before it is too late?
While
on shaky ground nothing will hold
The
cycle is complete
The
turn of events will change
On
the ground the red and white will learn
Everything
will not stay forever
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