Talking with my shadow on Saturday About things of years behind There's nothing left to say After I woke up “I'm walking through the badlands My blood boils in veins. The water tastes like gasoline. And we have a Sun for each human being” I remember many pints of beer When my mind went in a crazy blackout I forgot all pictures and memories After things of years behind “The mankind is in chaos, with robbery, betrayal and pain. I have a lot of sons of bitches to geldand somewhere there's a sun that I have to slay” This isn't a joke, isn't a lie This is my crazy style It’s my way of life This isn't a joke, isn't a lie This is my crazy style It’s my way of life In the end I stay hard and strong Without my friends I walked through the streets alone I don't care about my future days This is my life, This is my way This isn't a joke, isn't a lie This is my crazy style It’s my way of life This isn't a joke, isn't a lie This is my crazy style It’s my way of life