à A.P
There is war everywhere, pain everyday
Why can’t this earth live without shouting and shooting ?
Too much lies, right from the heart
God is a sick flower that canno’t grow in health
Stop the crime or let il all ruin and kill everyone
Soul has gone, no more light in most people’s eyes
Because we pay attention, we see the death inside
Those who are not afraid of living may perhpas go, away
Fuck the reason, what we want is the truth, spirit style
Free the birds, so they can sing everyday
Strike the living dead twice so they find themselves haunted
I plead non guilty, don’t wanna fall with them through...