They told me I could be anything, so I remained a child.

I was so blind to think again

that someone cares

that I've gained a friend.

We can't see more than 

6-6-6.

we can't give up

for another one at the other side of the park.

so why have I?

Honey please

I'll let you pass

go ahead.

When you reach it, honey

Say hello to the man on the hills

state your name
shine your ranks.

Be proud my little

when you go down you'll see the stone steps I made

Don't worry you won't slide.

Tell me child with a dream

you are no longer a child

who wanted to reach the top.

who was he the man in the hills

the golden silvered man

but a drunk on a dirty bench with the stench of blood?

See this lad

you are no longer a child

 and the guy in the hills is no more than a bum.

This is the last lift I will give you

but do not be disappointed

no one get's more than one lift

at the world of the damned.