White Skull

In the beginning man has come first
But he was lonely and a little sad
He made his history and he was proud
But he threw the woman in slavery and shame
If I could have a choice
If I could make a wish
Joy could find a place inn my heart
Three hundred sixty five
The days that woman lives
And noone help her in her path...
And now I can't desist
And now I can't reveal
Can't find the meaning of my life
It is still a metter of fact
I've got to try and come out