Tell it like it is

with wind, rain in and out of the sky Is a man worth being born When life puts emphasis on a log I'm running to hide my eyes so that no one looks at them like in a mirror I'm scared every year more and more hidden thoughts flow arranged in the bricks of my lips words covered with lies They will force you to accept the beast blood will flow tears will flow I can't cry I'm looking for answers I'm looking for myself like a place to stay I'm out I don't have the strength to change to live in lawlessness chaos, swamp and perdition a blind man will say that Everything is good tell me how it really is We are ruled by swans it will work out somehow in a pond full of fish