Finding myself alone I wander these lands. Time it seems to have slipped from our hands. Men of science will try and tell you how far we’ve come. We once played with stone and wood now we play guns
Its goes on, it goes on
I have so many ways in life and methods to be free
So do some like anyone, where all trying to be happy
Burn a house down everyday until there are none left. And let this world fall to misery, pain and hunger and theft
It goes on, it goes on
With sword and shield we will fight our way through this. With sword and shield we will break this box where we live. Then we will find ourselves boxed up again. Cos, with sword and shield we have built these walls my friend