Mortify
Mortify
What we'd learned in the years of brutality
Where the flowers are growing on bloody sand - we're walking on
Where the lover is killing by goverment - we're perish of
In this world where's only behind facade
Lies and words of contempt and hate
We are ready to kill
We are ready to kill
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness that I could escape
Flying away
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness only others must pay
Flying away
But what can we do if there is in the space
Only the earth as a mankinds place
What can we do
What can we do