Like a story with pink pages
sin lingers
like gangs without labels
hysteria breaks the silence

Time is running out, the curtain is falling
order and law stumble
like a postman the prayers
you share alone, wherever they are

Leave a letter, make a request
let it become miraculously unique
send flowers, write songs
make a sign to God

Anarchy is drunk like a drinker
like a soldier in battle rush
society is a real binder
like Don Quixote so to speak

The referee plays with passion
he whistles wrong and moves on
you run alone in the arena
like a bullfighter without a cloth

Leave a letter, make a request
let it become miraculously unique
send flowers, write songs
signal to god (repeat)