Like vermin creatures swarming upon this earth We chose to follow and to terror they gave birth You life in debt th these narcissictic views The threat is real. haven`t you heard the news?
No point to reason , no time no die - rise
As the veins of our lives - venomized As the voice of our time - rancid
We sit and watch as the blood is spilled Being occupied by keeping count of those we killed No words of wisdom can erase the scars It`s time to wake up , and take back what`s ours
When the violence subsides, what`s there left to find? When the dust has settled and we can exhale , what have we archieved? As we start to forget, who`II be there to remind? And we make the same mistakes over again, for what we believed
In the wake of our fate - puralyzed In the eyes of our own - fear