The
green moon party
You
can fly in the air
Build
your castle
Nobody
cares
Up
in the sky
You
can talk as you like
Nobody
will listen
It's
just empty vessel
You
can talk
The
kind of religion
You
want to preach
In
politics it sounds hollow
Once
you touch the ground
The
rules will apply
The
laws must be followed
You
will find you can't survive
It
is better you stay in the air
Build
your castle and stay there
You
can preach to all the angels
Let
them hear what a fool you have become
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