Testo Craven

I´m longing for a constant reason

Life´s searching for the logic how to do things right

I´m longing for a constant reason


I´ve spoken words of headlong treason

It´s a collection in a million´s compromise

I´ve spoken words of headlong treason



One distant picture stares at you with foreign letters

Living in a cage - seems like I´ve lost a new battle!!!



I´m buried in a men´s construction
A wrong society religion that crucifies

I´m buried in a men´s construction



I´m casted in a sleeping nation

A crusted habit means a dead men - so sacrifice

I´m casted in a sleeping nation



And if you understand my truth - you leave me better

Constructed prison - god has lost a new cattle!!!



I`M A CRAVEN , I´M A WRONG BELIEVER

I´M A CRAVEN , I´M A TRUTH DECIEVER

WILL THERE EVER BE A LOGIC HOW TO DO THINGS RIGHT



I´M A CRAVEN ´CAUSE I CANNOT SAVE YOU

I´M A CRAVEN AND I SHOULDN´T LOVE YOU

WILL THERE EVER BE A LOGIC HOW TO DO THINGS RIGHT - GO WRONG!!!