Celebrating with a feast
   Though place and date is wrong
   The sun have ceased to flee
   It didn't last for long
  
   Green trees and mighty seas
   All my dreams are for free
   But when I see these lies line up
   To end in misery
  
   Chains of money as pretext
   What will come next
   Maybe to sell your soul
   That seems to be your fucking goal
  
   Old customs scarring you away
   The future is carrying your pain
   You try to forget the past
   As your soul is dying fast
  
   Green trees and mighty seas
   All my dreams are for free
   But when I see these lies line up
   To end in misery
  
   Chains of money as pretext
   What will come next
   Maybe to sell your soul
   That seems to be your fucking goal