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