Or do the scars remain? Will you worship a bag of bones And cast aside the pain? Forever reading history through rose-tinted glass Undone by devils in detail, or do you dream at last? Hope exists In the immortal myth It exists Do you have the strength to breathe In cold analysis? Or do we need a fairy-tale To save us from abyss? If you only knew the truth would you believe in luck? The first to condemn ignorance but still prey to her above Don't expect the world from human beings Churchill was a drunk Nightingale a fraud Che Guevara fell Obama couldn't fix... But truth can be a bitch