i try to love my brothers i try to love my friends i try to love everyone and everything but i'm always so indifferent in the end
the voice of reason speaks it speaks persuasively it wispers in my ear to think progressively without fear
for the innocent there's no justice for the innocent there's only pain i might be able to accept the god that made this world but i can't accept the world that this god made
they make the children run run naked in the woods they won't feel anything when they release the dogs on them
my name is ivan, i'm moscow bound my name is ivan, my thougts profound my name is ivan, i'm moscow bound