~*~maffe kanarie~*~

I can tell you've never been true to me,
I can smell that you're acting so fearfully,
I can hear what you're hoping I want to hear,
I can feel the the alarm bells are ringing in me,
I can touch but I know you don't feel a thing,
I can pray but I know you commit a sin,
I can sense now it's all become clear to see,
You're no good, and you mean no good, treacherously.


For every man there is a cause which he would proudly die for

Defend the right to have a place for which he can belong to

And if we go and fight, we face their hearts in desperation

and shed his blood to stem the flood of an impending invasion