Testo Agitated

1.) Far - like in a wasteland – seems the miles, they´ll never end, I´m surrounded by a feeling that I´ve got a smash in the overcrowded room in my head. 2.) Empty is the look on their faces, I see behind their lips their blinking teeth, they´re moving their mouth, but I can´t hear a sound, it´s like a silence´s cry vibration. Ref.: And I try to turn around, is there somebody pushing me? How can I get rid of the flies in my face? The sky is getting cloudly, light and thunder is rolling, but I still remember the burning sun before Bridge: And everytime´s the same, I am far away from home, there is no way to hide, I creep away in the dust… 3.) Now I compel me to concentrate, but what´s that, the earth begins to wave, the hollow of my knees, they´re just bending in, the thirsty black asphalt is drinking me! 4.) Close, I just want to close my eyes and sweat comes out of my side, I will cry, but I have to hiccup their spite which drops down on me…