Sometimes I could see a little passage in the century
Sometimes I wanna die like a razor falling from the sky
Don´t tell me a lie about diamonds in the green country
Don´t be afraid if I choose a wWay for me to stay

Walk on and on and on
Picking up the truth that´s crossing your way

Late at night when I fall asleep
I see an angel falling down to my feet
With broken wings and a cut in his heart
It´s crippled hands searching for life

Crying out and falling down
Crucified like the lost
Poison in every street in every heart
In every child

Walk on and on and