Piebald - Strangers текст песни

Where you going to?
I don't know
I've killed my world and I've killed my time
So where do I go and what do I see?
I see many people coming after me
Well, where you going to?
Well, I don't mind
If I live too long I'm afraid I'll die
So I will follow you wherever you go if your offered hand is still open to me
Strangers on this road we are on, we are not two we are one
So you've been where I've just come from the land that brings losers on
And we will share this road we walk, mind our mouths and beware our talk
'Till peace we find, tell you what I'll do
All the things I own I will share with you
If I feel tomorrow like I feel today we'll take what we want and give the rest away
Holy man and holy priest, this love of life makes me weak in my knees
And when we get there make your play 'cause soon I fear you're going carry us away with a promised lie
You made us believe that for many men there is so much grief
And my heart is proud but it aches with rage, and if I live too long I'm afraid I'll die