(The timeless story of Manipulation, relativity and closed eyes

Starting on a metaphor, it slowly appears as today's reality)

The story begins in a field

So far, spotless are all the shields

In any mind, yes any mind

The very same thoughts, we can find

The words of their leaders

The words of their fathers

They said:

"Heir of God

We are the one

To rule this land, their mind

Follow Me and you will meet the glory"

In their heads, it now seems evident....

"Love as (the) 'One'

Love as goal

Love as a way to live

To my clan I will bring the harmony

I'll follow and I will meet the glory

Follow me and you will see…"

Storyteller's request

Oh Please, Please, Listen to me!

Till the end of the song

Listen to me… me…

The sun rises and lights the place

A new day starts- warming embrace

Growing

Day after day, prepare the fight

Slowly walk on toward their light

They believe so strong in these words

Written by other hands – Their Lords

First side Thoughts

For my land, my god, my King

I would give everything

And even if I have no chance

I'd die for you my beloved fence

Riding On - I Smile – I'm Proud!

This is truth - I scream out loud!

Second side Thoughts

Here is my point of view

I mistrust all what is new

And I've grown up with all these ideas

But I still believe I am me…

Angry for I was told to be!

Third Thoughts

By the words or by the steel

This token of love you will feel

And Even If It has No sense

I offer to you my last dance

I do know it in my heart and my soul

Story begun a long time ago

Why do we follow this way?

Chorus 1'

All these words echo

Over the field

But not any foe's

Ready to yield

They all fear the woe

Coming across the hill

There's something that is wrong

I can feel it so strong

In the plain

People at my left

So numerous – So scared

People at my right

So numerous – So scared

People behind me

So numerous – So scared

People in front of me

So numerous – So scared

So numerous – So scared - Heads

Heads, as far as the eye can see

This one is my brother...

Oh … unless it is this other one

That man on the other side of the field, why is he so different?

Language, skin, god or least?

This one is from my family, and this one? Yes? No? Yes? No?...

My head is exploding

I must try to calm down....

Bass

Tension, sweat...

And Time Stops

I can't speak - My Heart beats in my temples, And I… can hardly breathe

In his mind

Searching inside

Again the tension, the pressure

It's gonna start

Right now...

And the horses jump

Some people run

Oh - The weapons clash

Strange kinds of dreams

Some souls leave

Oh - The weapons clash

The Ares' song

Is deafening

Oh - The weapons clash!

Now I feel it in my heart and my soul

Story begun a long time ago

Why do we follow this way?

Chorus 2

Anywhere I go

I can see the pain

And the sorrow

But inside my veins

Oh Lord I know…

I know this is in vain!

(I) can not believe in what I see

Seeing all these men

Hurting each other

Holding in hands

Flags and dead feathers

Don't understand

That they all are brothers

Dead feathers are fallen feathers

Fallen feathers are useless feathers

Fights carry on harder and harder....

Brutality

We carry on killing the dead!

Again... Again... Fury!

About the Nations

About Religions

Any Decision

Job, law and so on

Incomprehension

Incomprehension!

Changes

Stop a second...

Now that it's finished

Our leader sings and light is in his eyes

Souls countdown

But We....

We count our passed friends

Can't help crying...

Crying Crying...

The meaning of it all?

Sun – Joy?

A little gloom of hope

My vengeance will be to have none...Italic text

Can't you feel it in your heart and your soul?

This story that is hurting you so

Will you carry on this way?

Chorus 3

Fighting for ideas

That are not yours

Thinking what you see's

The only truth

Hiding in showbiz

And do not watch the news

Well do you understand that

This is not another story of kings and queens you've already heard of but a Timeless discord that you are part of

Everywhere – Everyday

Day and night we claim

Others are to blame

My heart's open but theirs are closed

They are losing my game

But deep inside their heads…

They think all the same…

Different Sides - Same Thoughts, It's a Nonsense

The most difficult way

Each night you dream, each day You deeply believe, that what you do is fair

Each night he dreams, each day he deeply believes, that what he does is fair

Each night she dreams, each day she deeply believes, that what she does is fair

Often they think the same

Just a different Name

Wherever you are, home, work, politic,…

And nobody seems to understand it...

And at different levels… (And ages!)

It will always lead to some kind of War....