the last golden summer night. His glance is catched by the frozen light. He
knows there is the dark to come. His silent hope is already gone. To escape
this fight one single time, he gave the sun an endless shine. Blood is running
through his heart. Indifference is tearing him apart. He knows he’ll stay all times alone. No single angel has been born.
one lonely point at night he gathers all the stars, all the humans that he made,
a memory’s recall. There was a young light once a thought and the Emperor of
the Sun. But now eternity has come.
the last hidden memory: Young child lies dead below the trees. He knew the war
will break his mind. His last will was already signed. To escape the hell
another night dispatch has forced another fight. Blood was running through his
hands. Fear weakened him, he couldn’t stand. He knew he’ll stay all times
alone. His love died in the firestorm.
one lonely point at night he gathers all the stars, all the sorrow that he
caused, a memory’s recall. There was a young light once a life and the Emperor
of the Sun. But now eternity has come.
one lonely point at night we gather all the stars, all the moments that we
shared, the choices that we made. There is a young light now a dream and the Emperors
of the Sun. We know eternity will come.
never gets love, just drugs and Rock’n’Roll, since they took him away from his home this fall. He
hides behind his gun and the power that it gives him to control the weak ones,
unarmed women and men. He was forced to kill his brother in the presence of his
mother. Now there is nothing left and nothing to return to. He has killed so
many, tortured and abused. Would you still welcome him and heal his soul so
a barefoot soldier who doesn’t know what he kills for. He’s a barefoot soldier
who doesn’t know what he dies for. He’s a barefoot soldier, broken by misuse.
He’s a barefoot soldier who needs more than new shoes.
she is the woman of the man who killed her mum and made her home a graveyard,
buried all her friends. There’s no way to escape the militia that once caught
her as they are gonna punish the other girls and slaughter. She gets beaten by
her husband, regardless of what she’s doing, to raise up her two twins feels
like public viewing. She is so dependent and, in a way, she needs him, but in
her dreams she’s dreaming of a life in freedom.
a barefoot soldier who can’t talk about what she’s used for. She’s a barefoot
soldier who’s seen more than she could bear. She’s a barefoot soldier, made
submissive by misuse. She’s a barefoot soldier who needs more than new shoes.
a childhood and often subjected to horrific violence an estimated 300 000
children are serving as soldiers. Many are seized and recruited by force
whereas others join to escape their reality. In 1989 the United Nations
Convention on the Rights of the Child, Article 38, proclaimed: „State
parties shall take all feasible measures to ensure that persons who have not
attained the age of 15 years do not take a direct part in hostilities“.
are barefoot soldiers who don’t know what they will kill for. They are barefoot
soldiers who don’t know what they will die for. They are barefoot soldiers who
get lost somewhere in our news. They are barefoot soldiers who need more than
just new shoes.