KOMA کے بول

Merely a skepticist, with no complete answer at moment Running away from where should never have stayed close Eminent dangers make us all the time loses reason We put ourselves as fragile waiting for a hero We are coming All this noise announces us Wait was long Some of you gave up and some are sick The foot wounds are signs of lost hours All seek to find themselves amid the weight of existence From afar I still watch my friends talking about everything Nobody knows about me and I'm alone, almost always at peace Every day there has been a martyrdom And heavy drugs were needed Scandals and lies at your door Now happens the last trip no return