Kingdoms of cancer - The Beauty of Gemina

And we leave all these Kings

and these Kingdoms of Cancer

And we leave all these Fights

these Fights full of Anger

And we leave All this now

and we leave all this now

And we All stand up now

And we hear and we see

And we leave all these Teachers

They teach us no Answers

And we leave all these Priests

The Priests are all fighting

And we leave all this now

And we All stand up now

And we hear and we cry

They shattered our dreaming…

And we leave all these Fathers

They can’t hear us crying

And we leave all these Soldiers

They’ve forgotten good Prayers

And we leave all these Prophets

and their wishful Unsaying

And I cry out in this Mud

And I fear it in the Night

And I look up in this All

And I feed on this Pain

And I read all this Signs I see

Every Time I’ve been seen

Aching and hoping — no Secrets to hide