REMISSION We feel all disorder Through your eyes we can prove The poor thoughts e lessons refused Begging for pleasures Moorings of the soul I would like to learn Till I’m die and gone How to live the truth and grow Let’s find the knowledge And drown all this gratuitous hate To get out of these madhouse And erase these feverish days I left the past behind And all the fears of fighting A relief finally breathe I want to freedom From false convictions I won’t betray myself again We feel all distress Internal conflicts The thoughts becoming a large mess We want the clarity without sobriety The preachers of the collapse Someday I will dare to believe In pure dreams once again Rebellion of nostalgic poets To ascend a new glorious moment I left the past behind And all the fears of fighting A rel...