There are precisions,
And we must protect to win the competition
I faught two brides maids
Until montenegro we're bold
I am sure i am yearning
A fidelity and for bid and yearning
Expell this citation,
And fortake the end of the mold

Can you hear me?!
Sweat on the brow of what i have designed
Can you hear me?!
See for the time of which i'd die
Can you hear me?!
Blood on the face of the bread winners tie
Sweat on the face of the white eyed desire

Skyscraper signals
Whisper the ideals of Marx and Engels
Rushed out with genseng,
Who's faces will be burning coals
And through i am burning,
Two shall not meet inside of minds that are yearning
I'll fill your pockets with candy,
So that for once i may dance

Can you hear me?!
Sweat on the brow of what i have designed
Can you hear me?!
See for the time of which i'd die
Can you hear me?!
Blood on the face of the bread winners tie
Sweat on the face of the white eyed desire

I feel i am yearning,
Now i can see myself burning
Yes, i feel i am yearning,
Now i see myself burning
Now i can see myself burning
And i feel myself burning
I can see myself
Yes, i can see myself burn, I'm burning
I am burning