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