WAR by ARACHNES I'm going into this world, I'm walking on the pain, I'm going into this old black dream; all the things and all the thoughts, everything is pressing in my head and I'm dreaming a new world without the war... I'm going into this world, I'm walking on the blood, I'm going into this old black dream; all the time and all the space, everything is pressing in my head and I'm dreaming a new world without the war... WAR AND DEATH, WAR AND DEATH, AND OUR DREAMS ARE PAPER-SHEETS, ...AND OUR DREAMS ARE DREAMS. The Big Man now is here, and you are very good, but your face is a fat dust-pan; powerful man, oh powerful man, maybe I am an old child, because I need my rainbow and my sky! [ www.dailyrics.com ] WAR by ARACHNES