The Red Bullet Queen

Time to change

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Here is the translated text, I did what I could to let you know the meaning of these powerful words. Just so you know, that's what will have a huge inpact on the story~ enjoy

I was writing this song from washed out letters,
From 'I don't love', 'I hate, 'I can't forgive'.
From what's lost, what was never found, broken words, what was taken away by a stranger, who got away with a wind that was mine.

I was writing this song from stupidity, foolishness, misunderstanding, from unhumanly game of the war.
For those who fizzled away in silence, cause of an unaffordable cure.

I was writing this song from a calm dream of a bastard, from a man who was judged then not guilty.

I was writing this song out of misary, from your, my brother, and from my own as well.
From everything that is in us, the dark...
I was writing this song
Next to a burnt house, next to a girl, who's bare-foot in Winter.

I was writing this song from a lack of braveness to go, then I was sent to hell. From the fear of tops that I didn't try to climb up in.
From what you could have changed, but never got courage. From then you went away for a second and never came back.

It's hard to light up dark
It's easier to turn out light
Will you help me? If yes, we will be together.
It's hard to light up dark,
It's easier to turn out light
Will you open your eyes? Stand up? Will you straighten out?

I was writing this song then a brother betrayed a brother.
Then the stupid emptyness, was portraying the smartness.
From ood luck, fragilness, hangman's time,
From what parents feel then they're burying their child.
I was writing from mud, grave's holes, abuse, poverty, short blind jealousy, hit of absurdity.

I was writing this song
From a constant try of them to buy me and sell me.
From hunger, mourning that measures the time.
They promised to stop, and started nothing over again.
From represed patience of earth, homeless man's palm, then you still can keep quiet with secret locked in your mouth and then you can't do it.
From applause for the skirts from the stupid bitches.
From religions that doesn't have saintness anymore, for body and blood, for blood and body that is sacrificed every day.

I was writing this song in the house where all of the matter is turned into everything dusty- no one is forcing us to do so.

It's hard to light up dark
It's easier to turn out light
Will you help me? If yes, we will be together.
It's hard to light up dark,
It's easier to turn out light
Will you open your eyes? Stand up? Will you straighten out?

It's time to change brother, it's time to change
It's time to change brother, it's time to change.
Let the revolution burn.
It's time to change brother, it's time to change
It's time to change brother, it's time to change.
Let the revolution burn.

I can't see, I can't hear, so don't show me, don't ask...
The empty paper piece, write on your own...
I was writing this song from that no one is going along, you and me, we're seperate.
Then all this shit we're calling okay.
Three millions doping tests.
Six millions ways to die.
Six billions quests fulfilled everyday.

I was writing this song
From those who tried to run away too.
From the candles burning on the sidewalk.
They will dig a hole, and sue those who will remain silent with truth in their lips.
Sting with a poison, useless in loneliness.
From me killed in the street.

It's hard to light up dark
It's easier to turn out light
Will you help me? If yes, we will be together.
It's hard to light up dark,
It's easier to turn out light
Will you open your eyes? Stand up? Will you straighten out?

It's time to change brother, it's time to change
It's time to change brother, it's time to change.
Let the revolution burn.
It's time to change brother, it's time to change
It's time to change brother, it's time to change.
Let the revolution burn.

If suddenly your head is lower than your shoulders.
Sister, give me the fire, give me the fire brother.
Everything that you are, from you who you are.