Years later

So the beginning's always the same.
I can't understand it.

Trapped by the pleasure out in the streets.
Now his life has arrived to its end.

There´s no excuse, for this sad death.
There´s no cure for this cruel death.

But this child is just different,
he moved to another town.
For... rehabilitate himself.

Three years later he back home,
now he´s just a normal man
rehabilitated... desintoxicated.

But the justice of this world
I´ll never understand it

there´s no reason to kill this man
he doesn´t deserve to die... of A.I.D.S.

What this man feels can´t explain it with words
now for him life´s only a remembrance
so he only can stand up and shout.

Cry, cry, cry,
die, die, die,
I´ll see your face burning in your own hell, alive.

No way out,
no escape,
think in this story that I´ve told you
or die, or die, as him.

Nobody told you what to do!!!