David: "watching the darkness take over the sky Our ship sails away I just wonder why I should stay on this path Only feeding my wrath With every new death Simply stifling my breath No more sweet tales I am tired of this game The ship will be my coffin And the sea my cool grave
I end my days, stay stern I'm done with this world I have no more and nothing to give on my turn I have spent all my will and my hope for a change Now my next move is made with the flash of the blade
I witnessed the ruin once again on this isle And I don't really care, I cry and I smile For the madness of men, which won't ever end
Until every last man holds a gun in their hand... And takes one good aim to their tormented brain No prizes for the first and for the last one - no grave"
