Boy, you are suffering

Witness what there is left of us

In a Westworld burning out

Stretching the last breath before chaos collide

A massive ship with no captain at the rudder

Capsize without hitting the top of the iceberg

We were taught to wear eye patches on both eyes

See the stubbornness sinking in the sun

Get into the safe boats!

The kids must go second to first

Make the boy believe that he survives

We grew up in a home built on fraud

Eating oysters while Titanic took in water

A captain goes down with his ship

Noah, save God’s golden calves

Leave the milked cows to drown

Row, row, row refugee, gently down the stream

Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily this better be a dream

/Jesper Munk Jakobsen

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