War

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!