Riot of the unintentional witness
We are all seeing what is happening to our brains
they lied to us, they promised what they couldn't maintain
they captivated our young spirits, manipulating our dreams
everything started at school, everything to overrate our self-esteem
We are all seeing what is happening and its consequences
we've been told us to speed up to catch the best vacancies
so now we do not recognise happiness and mercy
we live through social networks, we never ask is it fact or fancy?
'Sir you're playing a dangerous game
keeping this raw Vikingness contained
there will be big aftermaths!
Sword! sharpen! now! '
Oh come on! don't say you're an unintentional witness
where were you when they made you to believe you were a princess?
where were you? you and your chronic dissatisfaction?
you and your fears, your fucking mental masturbation?
you should be angry, you should not stoop to compromises
delegate to new generations is coward, no excuses
if you want to save yourself, react immediately
take a step beyond, give the future a possibility
'Sir you're playing a dangerous game
keeping this raw Vikingness contained
there will be big aftermaths!
Sword! sharpen! now! '
Sing a song of freedom, sing a song for being free soon
start from your roots and wait for the new moon
ride this rage and master your sorrows
try to change your point of view cause courage cannot be borrowed
this is your riot, the fairest right you've ever owned
poem by Ilaria Boffa
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