Time Is the Enemy

In my night walk,
I see a world splashed of black white,
Where all people live... without his rights,
In this doom I stand to this psycho fight,
With a constant questions... of "why?",
Evening with... his fresh kiss,
Freeze a dead society in a factice peace,
So, as a sad. chosen one,
I see all causes of this... psycho war,
Such... a terrific storm,
In which all impur wind destruct this world,
Where you feel you very alone,
Where your mind is such gold yeah,
A mind explosion, thoughts expansion,
A psychic distortion, a human condition,
You'll never see... you'll never be... you'll ever