Black blood in exchange for money,
Poisoned air in exchange for lives.
You still need more fuel and power.
You want to lose? Your die is cast.
Good sense in exchange for weapon,
Force and might in exchange for war.
You need more torment and deadmen.
You want to lose? Your die is thrown.
The frauds are revealed thick and fast,
The world of paper lost its meaning.
Truth can be felt only in heart,
But heart of flint can not feel it.
Every night in my dreams I see blazing sky,
Every night in my dreams I see blasting orbs,
Every night in my dreams I see that thousands died,
Every night in my dreams I see the end of all.