The Lost Boys

Open my eyes , What do I see ?
Clash with reality
Open cages , melancholic remains,
My last act - reality,
You can fuck me, than cut me ,
Fucking eat me raw, But you'll never change my opinion

Salvation , Revolt

It's our choice , we never will bow
Raise your fists - Last boys, Last boys!
It's revenge upon filth of law
Birth your pain - Last boys ,Last boys !
Go away, running , ablaze your sun ,
There's no chance for them ! Last boys ! , Last boys!
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