Lyrics Visions of Destruction - Xperiment

Visions of Destruction

I would like to write a book
With pictures of the present days…
The fucking rage is crossing my brain…
Pandora’s box is opened again
All the misfortunes have a disguise
To combat in the real life
They think that we are clowns…
Pieces of flesh without any thought
Visions of destruction!
Visions of the real life!
The story goes that a prince defeated
To the dragon at the top of a hillside
This prince fought and risked his life…
To obtain the wished freedom
I would like to write a book
With pictures of the future days…
The magic of the past is a lightning in your head…
A mirror who reflects the pain