So I wrote a lyric
Ten years ago
Bout living in the past
The decade has gone

The world is upside down
Half of it is burnt
And the rest is flooded
By Reptilians’ words

The river is the same
Even if we go against
The stream of all denials
And reality of dreams

Waging culture wars
We are getting used to us
So maybe I will try
To look good in red now

I was alive, at first
Later, I was sad
Trying to fade out
Voices in my head

Amusing the crowds
In a shelter mode
I was lost and found
After and before

The river is the same
Even if we go against
The stream of all denials
And reality of dreams

Waging culture wars
We are getting used to us
So maybe I will try
To look good in red now

The river is the same
Even if we go against
The stream of all denials
And reality of dreams

Feeling overwhelmed
By a grip of decadence
But I cannot hide
In the world that’ll never return
In the world that’ll never return

Waging culture wars
We are getting used to us
So maybe I will try
To be out of myself now