"I saw an orange role burning I saw youth on fire I saw metal machine that were turning On a generation that hadn't yet tired I heard of two generations being murdered In a Europe that was shrouded in black I witnessed the birth pains of new nations When the chosen people finally went back North winds blowing I wish it would blow all away North winds blowing I wish they would blow all away I wish they would blow all away I saw freedom in the shape of disease And mainly men had to quench their... Lire la suite sur le blog ›
Cet article provient du blog Le Melting Pot De Soylent. Soylent est également auteur de (Re)Naissance et Ann CLARK "Our Darkness".