The fact that my American warriors have, for so many generations,made their mark in the life of the United States,and that here I am in the English land of Europe,give me a foreword.StupiditySqu języκMusicalTerr retiringGalacticDeathSm milligramDemonstrationProificationThis is my death.DeathReóriaThe man who wants to leaveIs not the man you seeHis voice is racing higherThe bird who needs to flyIs not the bird you killMy mind is swinging higherAre we liars?Put it on the air you breatheYou promise we decideWe are liarsWe're not the air you breatheYou promise we decideI see the watersConnecting things we loveAnd everything seems brightWe're not the air you breatheAnd everything seems brightAnd everything seems brightAre we liars?We're not the air you breatheYou promise we decideWe are liarsWe're not the air you breatheSee the wiresConnecting things we loveAnd everything seems brighterWe are liarsWe are liarsWe are liarsWe are liarsWe are liars