We are just standing on the line
And you wont listen what I say
Because you only hear
What the others will
Mixing and wispering
Love and Hate
Lies and Truths
We are standing on the line
Resentment in the eye
Tears and impotence
And they have already answer
All questions we could have
Because they planned theyr footsteps
of Bourgeois Prejudment
On the low
On the dark.
