A Sketch

While the structures faded away
Around the students, they just keep on drawing
Put a bullet in your head, before the painting is complete
Or you will see, it´s too much to compete

Frustration and despair
Will haunt you, anywhere
Unless you learn to swim,
Before you drown

They are all out there to bring you down
Be aware, and protect your crown
Sons and Daughters of Rome
Will soon be finally gone

While the walls fell
You found yourself exposed
Nowhere to hide from Hell
Put a bullet in the head of your teachers
Before they teach you to not not learn
Get your jacket, it´s cold outside
Let´s go for a walk,
The old times exist only in your mind
I am aware, it´s too much to compete
But if we smash the painting, it will all finally cease

They are all out there
Trying to get into your mind
Vermins crawling in your bed, it´s so easy to find
The false emperors will soon be dethroned
Closer to Check – Mate
I will soon be gone