There is something shining
Like a spark of fire, behind
Am I in the wrong place?
I can't see no bridges near
Can't even feel my body
A nightmare just broke out
Like kingdoms on either sides
Struggling for some more land
Or for a girl they liked, or gold
When will men become men?
The dream is just a dream?
Will you ever learn from anything?
Even it's a folklore or contemporary
Climb high as you can, and study
Don't care who said it or how it's told, just listen to the words