I start to dance to my beloved song.
I won't lose the rythm. My heart beats along
And shouting allong is my only wish choice.
I give a **** that it's night and I've got no voice.
Cause there is a meaningful duty
To the lyrics hiden inside.
To show feelings and their  beauty
To those unawaere and blind.

Love and revenge. They are so sweet. But there is something even sweeter. That moment when someone wakes up and gains an ability to see through the illusions. I know it's painful to the point you wanna live no more. But I don't feel sorry for those people. They will be alright in a week. I feel happy for this planet having one less dummy and one more rebel.
I feel joyful just hearing someone say "this society *****. I give a **** no more". That line makes me feel less alone. It's great having someone who understands you even just a little.
So tell me. Does this feeling make me cruel?

Forget with no regrets. Forget it all.
Rise now and follow future's call.
Forget those who have made fall.
Forget that love and rise up tall.
Forget those who forgot you, made you cry.
Let go of pain, laugh, survive, don't be shy.
Only one thing don't forget- that people love to lie.
Forget the rest. Rise up  and get back to the sky.
This a new year, the year you don't meet blind.
Stay brave and go ahead alone. Leaving pain behind.
Fly free ahead. There are no borders for you mind.
Seek for a dream. And follow it once you find.
And strengthen your will, so it can't be denied.

Know that
We are brothers  and sisters
With no blood involved.
And tonight
We are lovers and dreamers
By no one controlled.

This society is takes away all I have from me,
I know I'm a rogue but it's not how it should.

My identity is gone, something where I'm not alone.
Where there was something I meant . Where I even shone.

My rhythm is broken. And I'm not regaining it later or now.
I used to dance with no trouble. Yet today I don't know how.

And my hope is over. I will not again trust or fall in a love.
This is it. Low clouds is my limit. I'm never rising above.

And my breath is stolen. It was my way to go and express myself.
Yet it all has crashen down. I don't need any dreams. Only void is left.

But I live alone. Still alive and still standing so tall.
As I sit by the window to hear the rebellion's call.

You are a silly boy, a guy  I am glad I know.
You stay in chains, but your head's never on low.
" You are no one, cause you are  strange" the folks say.
Come over here, I wanna teach you live my way.

I wanna tell you how to dream, to reach the edge, to go beyond.
I wanna have a rebel, to never do what the big brother told.
So I reach out for you, get you having fun when it is full moon.
So I try and take your hand, get you listening to wind's tune.

I wanna hear you  talking nonsense again , so I can try and maybe understand.
I wanna get flying in the winter sky, get ourselves off the land.
Just take your time and don't stop being so gracefully  strange.
One day they weirdos hit big. That day all life will change