What is your life worth? ...or peace of mind What is worth to know that you can survive Even your soul flows through the barrel of a gun Even your heart sınks ınto the blood of the ones
Sickness of centuries taking the soul of humanity Without living any second
Hands of humanıty washed by the blood of the nameless Spend your life instead of living
Bullet proof, necessary for living Simple... a reason of advantage
When death comes... there’s no doubt “your satisfaction is guaranteed”
How can man wash his hands wıih blood? The blood of another, the shame of god
Created a life for a child to build to destroy The blood of the younger, the shame of god
When shame is on you Proof İs the blood When shame is on you Power is your blood When shame is on you Blood is the proof God is necessary When shame is on you Now the shame is on god...