It's an unfinished book I wrote it only in my mind You know how long it took To put it down? If you read between the lines You see the future and past entwine Though you'll never see the sky fall But I don't mind a little peace of mind No pictures of burnt children running round In my book of life People are not jeopardized And no pictures of burnt children Today's latest craze Is to show violence in every phase You see it in the movies or on tv The critics say it's cool It's aesthetical, wild and proves That all human beings are born beasts But I don't mind a little piece of mind No pictures of burnt children running round In my book of life Women won't get womanized And no pictures of burnt children Never bend, speak out Words like lava flowing out Don't hush, speak out Words like lava flowing out Just don't touch, you might get burned