Reasons - Intellectual

[Verse]:

Down the street, in a cocky walking

It’s me, myself and I, torn apart

But interlocking

I’m walking past administrative buildings populated

And statue of our national poet decorated

By the flag of the nation of nationalists degraded

Pride to the country full of despots stimulated

By the avarice races, life full of graces

I might be agitated but my mood’s never faded

It’s just her making my power of will a little solid

Got metal gears and zero fear to perform exploits

I’m balancing through the quoits on stilts - Still unemployed

It’s typical like it’s 90s and I keep living in Detroit

Stiffen the sinews, let’s done a riot

Light up a fire, imitate the action of a tiger

Take back what they’ve acquired

Grip the sword and prove you’re worthy

No more a squire

Who said that we can’t jump any higher

[Chorus]:

On other side, is burning wondrous daylight

On other side, is flowing sea, there is twilight

On other side, wood has spread his arms in all it's pride

On other side, in places where i see the bright

On other side, hear me out and bring me from fordless hole

Lead me to my made up city, the one for I'm about to risk it all

I see the farthest lands that challenge me

Seducing me with pays de Cocaigne, but I don't seem to have a key

[Verse]:

I keep walking, past the criminal offenses

A group imbeciles battering a foreigner but no

Consequences, I don’t have pink glasses on my head

But Broken lenses, seeing crystal clear

Though the thick fog of burnt incenses

The song condenses the sick thoughts of an artist having double faces

A no name bracing up for race, hence his

Contribution to the game is not a big as Marshall Matters’s

Only tatters of rhymes, shattered in letters, But all that matters

Is how far I can get and if masses relate

To my thoughts repudiated from the truth, but still follow

Or let's say I'm aberrated 'cause they berate me, in fact

But through the pain and the sorrow

I'll bring the peace in this wallow

Si vis pacem para vellum, go grab your bows and arrows

And fight today like hell, to make tomorrow’s heaven

The words are weapons

We don’t need blessing

And if the scaffold awaits for me

I reckon, my path is chosen

Armageddon, yeah, I’ll bring it at them