There's something in the street tonight. Don't know what it is but it won't keep quiet. Breaking through your masses. On your radio broadcaster. . There's something in the air tonight.
Ah, no. No, no. Go. . With a gleaming success. With a different try. Religious indifference. Mixed it through the lines. . Territorial company, they legitimize.
Lady Liberty, come down and bleed for me. I want nothing to do with your crazy world. Broken promises, so full of nonsense. Are blanketed by the time all abandoned and alone.
{Within the same school, the idea was that. We'd later combine both styles, unify the techniques. But still, we were too young. Too full of ignorant pride in our own succulent sorrow}.