The birds

We are the birds, we are running away from March
We are seeking and destroying the suns, and awakening the shadows
We’ll keep pushing hard on this long way to home
Hacking for the hackers, when the bullets are free

We’ve been waiting to many days, finger on the trigger
We are leaving behind us ashes when the fire are burnt
We rule everyone on this long way to home
Hacking for the hackers, when the bullets are free

Yes we’re waiting for some days, polishing our guns
We are ready for wars, we will not do a u-turn
We will rule everyone on this starway to home
Joking with the Joker when the bullets are free

We are the birds, we’re running away from our hearts
We are sinking and smashing anyone who open their mouths
We all keep on joking while slaughtering them all
Fore those who want to find us, follow the trail of dust