Come on baby, light my fire. (7)

Crows

Let's swim to the moon,

uh uh.

Let's fuck in the dark,

drinking in the afternoon

you show how you really are.

Oh please, let me climb

through the roots of your life,

and stay for a time

to get hight to the clouds.

Killing in the name of

a forgotten spirit,

in the middle of the night 

they cry when should

to hear their mind,

and let be go by.

I scream in the deepest of my own madness,

and I wonder, where is the heroes?

Some kind of cancer have 

destroyed they all.

And me, the soul of freedom,

want more, want more, want more.

Away the regulations, 

the prisions, the love,

the hate and the police stations,

THIS IS MY CREATION.