Puzzle done! The Picture comes clear And the despair comes complete So lucidly we drown in sedation
Or else feel the pulse of one's cranium A bruising reverence to the concrete Shedding suits, setting the actors free
Far away, feeling so lucid Peeled the thin veil of lies But soon arms fell down The task, overwhelming utopia
(solo : Mathieu)
Here comes Don Quixote Charging windmills on and on Rise and restart Hope to overcome
How meagre arms could have shovelled mountains? How could meagre arms break all their chains? Pacified with bread and games They groan under the yolk of bondage Until life itself becomes a burden! Restless hearts pumping ire... each one in his corner!
Passed down as pride A inescapable animal duty (To possess and procreate) Do fornicate!
The ultimate recipe for power : First spread a disease, then come selling the pill