Shokran
VikramThe city is taken by chaos
Every day more lepers
Are decimated
The open wounds
The endless crying of children
There is no escaping
The plague that consumes then
Tell me now
What is the point
In all those
Tears you cry
Shokran
Death awaits
The end of the suffering
More lives put to waste
Shokran
And nothing can change
There is no effort
To change your fate
The innocent
Children one day become soldiers
Bloodthirsty and Recovered
Killing each other
There is no right side
There are no heroes or villains
Death will be always
There in both sides
And the one
Who was once overwhelmed
The victim
Becomes the oppressor
Shokran
The irony
Not searching for peace
Just endless agony
Shokran
Can't find salvation
This is the future
Of this generation
Shokran
All around
Our souls are dry
Like the cracks on the ground
Shokran
Can't say no
Except for the one
With the bloody soul