Action equals reaction
Be alive or dead nothing happens at random
If you really, really want nothing will hold you at the corner

The wall is just a place to rest
But when you’re pressed against it
To run away is the immediate reaction

To fight is an act of pure reflex
When the night falls
The wishes grow with the moon
In the moment when wanting means being capable

Walking in line
Is still your only certainty?
But the alternatives fall like penknives

Alea jacta est

Protection can be the nearest
The closest to what you want
Evil or good, it doesn’t matter
Reaction will always be there

Because death is unknown
To run is always the best choice
And one day they will find your body
On the road with your motorcycle

Life goes away and for a few seconds
All of it passes before your eyes
Like a TV movie
The worst and the best moments of your life

The cold blood doesn’t run anymore
The flame gives weak signs of light
It was you or you
It was dead or alive
Like its saying on the door
According to the Great Comedy
The only door which nobody hopes to see
Opened

The end
When it arrives
Who will be there to close the door and throw the key away?

Action equals reaction
Be alive or dead nothing happens at random
If you really, really want nothing will hold you at the corner

The wall is just a place to rest
But when you’re pressed against it
Escape is the immediate reaction
To fight is an act of pure reflex

Alea jacta est

The end
When it arrives
Who will be there to close the door and throw the key away?

In the end
It’s dead or alive
Who will be there to close the door and throw the key away?

In the end
It’s dead or alive
In the end
When it arrives

Alea jacta est