I am different now
They have changed me
But I still maintain the opinion:
There are too many people
I can not stand
They torment me with pain
But the evil of noise
It is the beat of their hearts
?High! Qu? Dense!
?High! Qu? Dense!
No, I can not stand it
?High!
Stop hitting!
You can not see that I'm not good
They are still pumping blood and
As they multiply,
They come for me? in droves
I can not stand it
They try to eradicate me
In my ears it resounds
The beat of their hearts
?High! Qu? Dense!
?High! Qu? Dense!
No, I can not stand it
?High!
Stop hitting!
They stay signed in the chest
A dead heart is not lost
?Do not move!
No one torments me like a joke
I left the light of the Sun in your Heart
No one torments me like a joke
I can bring the Light to your Heart
The decision is not difficult
I'm going home and I take my rifle
?High! Qu? Dense!
?High! Qu? Dense!
No one torments me like a joke
Leave the light of the Sun in your Heart
Only among all we can make this a better place :)