I am twenty four I survived lead to slaughter Those are names empty and synonymous A man and the beast Love and hate a friend and enemy Darkness and light, a man i killed like an animal I saw a baggage cart with chopped people Who won't become salutated Ideas are only words Virtue and transgression The truth and the lie Beauty and ugliness Bravery and cowardness Equal are virtue and transgressional and virtious I search for a teacher and master Let him restore me, my sight, hearing and speech Let him name things and ideas once again Let him seperate light from darkness I'm twenty four and survived lead to slaughter