Silk Road

In this fight

In this fire

In this night

In this time

Hit the time to fly on

My sound or your word

It the same talk everyday

No struggle no matter what

But you want to kick his ass

Like you dream to beat ty-son

In this morning

In this evening

In this sun

In this run

Can you hug my money?

Or you have feelings?

The Silk Road is the place

Follow me at the deep web

Cook your flowers

Don’t belong to twitter

Why don’t you bleed?

Why don’t you die?

This summer is yours

Take it back the control

But not the masterplan

Pick up the pieces you leave behind

In this future

In this moment

In this hand

In this way

You have your answer

You can have it all