Lost Rock Eikomo.

Lost rock eikomo.
Shrr...fighting for the air
to breathe on the rocks and amongst the trees
I got to be annoyed for all the people are hinderance
and never helping as you run through the forest
Two eyes they do not have. These damned eyes
are not filled with life-just with the substance-substance
of abuse and never will have-have
anything to do, do, do.
And I never want to be bothered by
such lifeless bitches who never live
and yet have every opportunity to live
but never will live for theirselves at all.

You can be bothered by this and that.
And you can say all of this and that.
Go on and be the people who never do
just think they do and they think are such great
fellows of society when their bellies are blacked
like coal and frostbitten because they come from
hell hath from frozen over
and can never think to ever be over their biases
and yet promote their dreams yet to me it sounds like
screams of people who wish desperately for damn help.

Damn help, damn help, damn help
on, on, Lost Rock EIKOMO.

Can never they be courage d to what is right
for others and never either theirselves.
They can do nothing good at all. At all.
For all they want to do is fall. All fall!
And drag you down with them all.

But there is no helping pity racists with high grades
from cheating.

Just kick them down and be gone and all.
Be gone and all!

On the last rock eikomo I will reach the end
and you can pretend I did not reach the target circle
I am in for all the people who tried to knock me down
you are just colorless ghosts with out any wit nor sound.

Without any wit nor sound.
Without any wit nor sound.
Without any wit nor sound.

It was you who chased and crashed and kicked and
threw off the mountain side to the ground.
Because if you still live life then you really are not even
around and never will understand the past of your start and ground
before you were racist and proud.