Tackling the horrors of the past,trying to find my point of viewit all seems so clear.The ideas are setbut still there remains a distance’cause the pictures are black and white.Reduced to a colorless screenAlthough they lower their voicesCalm down their conscienceBy being dismayedThe distance is kept’cause murder seems to be long pastBe aware ’cause this view is not complete’cause it has got colorscolors that hurtand I hope you wake up and seethat this picture is not complete.