"The Insomniac's Spirit"

[Strato Edge]

"The Insomniac's Spirit"

Mourning Bells
In a crumbled city
The fiddler on the roof
He left ages ago
I saw the light
Through a microscope
On a pitch black day

Black birds are no longer crows
The ravens killed them
And took their place
We are running from bullet trains
Just for the spirit of the race

A voice echos through the halls
Is it yours?
Is it mine?
Please tell our butcher
That his time has come

Million dollar questions
Are now thousand dollar jokes
Presidents make their rounds
Breaking down the working man

I live not to die
The oxygen makes me cry
Please tell that kid
His mother won't say goodbye

I think I have insomnia
I can't stay awake
I think I have insomnia
I can't stay awake

 

[freeyourmind]

Strato you did an amazing good job with this one.

To be critical is very necessary in this times.

I absolutly love it

 

[Strato Edge]

Thank you. I thought no one noticed it lol