Sick world

Soldiers of the streets
Troops on the corners
Armed citizens
Searching the justice
Behind the window
The slaughter exist
Blood on the floor
Its the urban war
Opposition of ideals
Variety of opinions
Fight, die
Tears will run

Sick world
Sick world
Try to live
Sick world
Blood on the floor

Peace in this world
It doesnt exist
Where is the white bird?
The war began
We live in a world
We die for nothing
Commanded by the rotten
To live is like to kill

Feel the pain
Rebellions, destruction
This is the new world
Destroyed, tired, sick