Olly Wolvesmith

You're in the garden at dark times
The war was sick to destroy
And the pain that the people feel
Says the war is real
Blood shad and anger is too hard to bear
They place the rich man in power
The ones who starved for the fuel
For its power used to power cars
And they won't know their hunger until they are left without food

Olly Wolfsmith he is a friend of mine
I joined his party when the people cried
Only Wolvesmith he is a friend of mine
I joined his party to keep my family alive

For there are eyes always watching
You know they're looking at you
All they knew was you knew too much
So, they beat you and looked you away
You're too hard to handle
They placed the rich men in power
The ones who fought for the few
For its money used to power men
And they won't know their evil until they are left without fuel.

Olly Wolvesmith he is a friend of mine
I joined his part and still my family died
Olly Wolvesmith he is a friend of mine
All men are equal if just the rich survive

You're in the garden at dark times
Police are sick to destroy
Just behave for they are afraid
And they'll beat you and kill you if you are
To hard to handle
I pray for gardens of new days
Use kids are sick to discover destroy
For the day when it's day again
But we won't be enlightened for its too hard to handle