Celebrating with a feast
Though place and date is wrong
The sun have ceased to flee
It didn't last for long

Green trees and mighty seas
All my dreams are for free
But when I see these lies line up
To end in misery

Chains of money as pretext
What will come next
Maybe to sell your soul
That seems to be your fucking goal

Old customs scarring you away
The future is carrying your pain
You try to forget the past
As your soul is dying fast

Green trees and mighty seas
All my dreams are for free
But when I see these lies line up
To end in misery

Chains of money as pretext
What will come next
Maybe to sell your soul
That seems to be your fucking goal