Lyrics:
Capricious

To all the ones Who stabbed our backs With words of doubt And faith to match You left us sullen We rose above Just in time Chorus The capricious fuel

Translation: Underwater, the. The Capricious.

From pestilence my hagseed borns Satiate the plague, praise obscene God given swollen tongue of yours Just spared to lick my carcass clean Crescive

At times I'm saddled by this nagging doubt And the light so dim Through this confusion my heart goes traveling On a whim It's a cold and rainy day but

(Neil Young) In a lonesome shack by the railroad track I spent my younger days And I guess the sound of the outward bound Made me a slave To my wandering

I flew in a whim These wings won't take me home New eyes for my blind I've found a home in a place Far from my own But all good things come to an end

This temperamental side The one you say that you can't hide Do you ever see yourself The way it looks to someone else? This temperamental trick The one

[Poedeldorf:] Ze wse jen podle meho prani znamenite dari se, jeste dnes, ja genialni! Prejdu hranice. Dneska mame patnacteho, za tyden budu w Kahire,

I flew in on a whim These wings won't take me home New eyes for my blind I found a home and a place so far from my own But all good things come to an