The Dying Art Of Recreation

There is no peace in men
But thus do I warn you to master life without a treatment
Or splittet tounges will speak to you.

Be careful, be careful when you fight the monsters
Be careful, careful before you become one.

There is no love in men
But thus do I warn you to confirmlife with no achievement
Or their voice will lie to you.

No matter how wrong, no matter for how long
One knows only defeature in life
No matter how wrong, no matter for how long
One knows there's no way in life.

There is no soul in men
But thus do you warn me to recreate my unique picture
to show this world who is not like you.

Be careful, be careful when you fight the demons
Be careful, careful before you become one.

Not by wrath does this world kill, but by laughter
Not by pain does this world kill, but by laughter
Not by hate does this world kill, but by laughter.

The root of all evil lies in the heart of men.