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Για τον Αλέξη που δολοφονήθηκε 6 Δεκεμβρίου 2008.

Dragons and fire

As I am walking to the loneliest path of my mind

Only the flames of the dragons of my fantasy

Can enlighten my soul

As darkness is embracing me

Thunders of fire is blurring my sight

One word wondering in the darkest forest

Revolution

You can never see it

You can never hear it

Being whispered by the black trees

As they are waving their branches

Following the rhythm of a weird music

Revolution

The same word again and again

You can hear weird Creatures lost in the deep caves

Whispering it

You can feel their presence around you

But you can not see them

This is because you are blind

You can only live in the darkness

You can always fear of the creatures

You can always hide from the thunders

You can live hunted by the dragons of your imagination

Living in the loneliest night of the universe

Until the princess of wisdom

Will bring the stardust from the sky

And sprinkle your soul

Until you rise against all these creatures

Dragons and fires

Until you decide to cry in the moonlight

The magic spell

Revolution

Revolution of your mind

Revolution of your soul

Then you will be able to break the chains of shadow

That keeps you imprisoned in the dark forest

And feel free to travel to the stars

And dance with the moon

And bring the sun back

The sun of happiness

The sun of freedom

Let the sun reveals you the truth

The only truth that can save us from the dark forest

And the weird creatures that live in it.