I am twenty four
I survived lead to slaughter
Those are names empty and synonymous
A man and the beast
Love and hate a friend and enemy
Darkness and light, a man i killed like an animal
I saw a baggage cart with chopped people
Who won't become salutated
Ideas are only words
Virtue and transgression
The truth and the lie
Beauty and ugliness
Bravery and cowardness
Equal are virtue and transgressional and virtious
I search for a teacher and master
Let him restore me, my sight, hearing and speech
Let him name things and ideas once again
Let him seperate light from darkness
I'm twenty four and survived lead to slaughter