Personages of a Damned Dream

You're living your life like an old silent film  But lights go off and it's dark on the screen… Your world 's being smashed from the yesterday's papers  Lies of from these pages give you the light. No stars, No tears, Question it  You'll get a punch… No future and  No yesterday Just we  The soldiers  Of these damned days. This is epitaph. That’s the epitaph! There shines crownwork of the city of dreams. Easy to be a wall but hard to be the wind! Wind is the culprit, he'll burn in the fire  He is unwanted  In the kingdom of lies. Where there's no stars, Where there's no tears  And the sun beams  Are seldom here. No future and  No yesterday… We are  The dissidents  Of the bygone days. Imposed are ideas  For life alternatives  The deeper contradictions  More petty is the game. I'm dissident aggressor! My head is the processor.  It has a lot of nonsense  But no kindness. Silently broke all the world of your dreams,  You're falling down - but it's too late to care.  Easy to be a wall but hard to be the wind - But It’s too late to decide that your fate was wrong.  No stars…  No tears. Keeping silence  Avert their eyes. No future and  No yesterday. We're  The personages  Of the damned dream. This is epitaph. That’s the epitaph!