I'm black you're blue
helplessly we're torn into
same in creation
different in situation
i spread war and the unexplained
you live peacefully in a fair game
i walk into the darkest shadows
you work for the moral mellows
should i blame the tunnel
who paved way for our own hassle
black should not mixed with blue
for the purity of you will be in doom
but we have this own world that no one will understand
only those who are hospitable will learn the value that we want
all the obstacles will paint all the landscape that we will create
separating us by the power of the mother shade. . .
