The dirty cities's air was not sold yet And the sky was not given out Your nostrils smell the sweaty sellers but instead Your life will do. And hear it loud.
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Let open flame touching your skin you feel it Let waters make this flame flying away Another one who wants to live can bring it Well you and I can handle it that way.
II.
Slip like a snake between the underwater stones And don't get into any traps One wants to swallow us with our immortal souls Another's stealing our life tap.
III.
The crawling creeper intends the flight into the sky In spite of getting golden wing We should remember the only one who takes a fly Rebellious goes into free coasting.