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von Janne Westerlund

You say you have begun to see
Thru the picture of eden
The schemes of paradise
Society and its ways
We′re animals who build cathedrals
We pray for the high-flying birds of prey We're victims and vile conquistadors
We find, we love, we destroy
And yet it′s all just a game
A polo game
The field is high on flames


And death is the strangest gift
A surprise we all know will arrive
On a sidecar motorbike
And death is the strangest gift
A broker too shy to speak
About the price of meat
Excuse me
He says but doesn't knock
Am I too early
Did I interrupt