walking down the streets of hate how can we make a change? through the broken lives this world of greed is generate obedience when hands are tied and mouth is shut what will ignite our faith? this is the time when we have to start the determination of ourselves methods of destruction are supported by our closed eyes will always kill along the way of suffering and we will stay the part of it dreaming about to get a life until we will recognize that we're real forced by weakness and the fear we'll never feel the real taste of a freedom doubting our aims and our efforts we'll never see the result we come into this fucking world with no fucking need to care about but we are fighting for a change trying to standing hard when time is up what will we feel what will we create? and if we can not change this world then we can change ourselves