(I tried to find a better name to the text, but I could not. I think it is one of my best works, but still, I have the feeling that something is missing.)
Hero
Tired of waiting in the couch
Just wanna leave here
and see the world around
Got a guitar in your hand
And a feeling so sheer
You see, everything is made of sand
Beware outside, that's where the devil lies
In between some bottles of beer
With a radio and covered with flies
The beautiful sound you made
Everyone shed a tear
But love comes no late
You never felt fear
And soon I'll be helpless and afraid
So get your hair well done
Kiss the mic and stare
Your voice will be heard in a distant dome
You became the effigy of your land
So thank you mom and goodbye father
Don't wait for me
Because I am soon to be a martyr