MUSIC: RICARDO
LYRICS: MARCOS


THE POISONED AIR KILLS EVERYONE
IT DOESN´T DISTINGUISH BIG OR SMALL
IT LOOKS LIKE A HEAVY FOG
GOD IS DOING HIS JOB

MEN FORGET EACH OTHER
BROTHER IS FORGOTTEN BY BROTHER
CHILDREN ARE ABANDONED
HOW COULD YOU A STRANGER BECOME

MARCH ON THE CONTINENT
THE MISERABLE VERDICT
DEPRESSION, DESPAIR AND PAIN
IT´S IN THE CONDEMNED´S FACE

MARCH ON THE CONTINENT
THE MISERABLE VERDICT
DEPRESSION, DESPAIR AND PAIN
IT´S IN THE CONDEMNED´S FACE

MILLIONS OF PEOPLE BURIED TOGETHER
CAN´T YOU SEE, IT´S GETTING HARDER
ROTTEN FLESH FOR THE WORMS
AS THE NIGHT FALLS

EVERYONE HAS LOST THEIR FAITH
NO ONE IS FRIENDLY ANYMORE
THE CITIES NO LONGER HAVE LAW
IS IT THE END OF THE WORLD RIGHT NOW ?

IT LOOKS LIKE A HEAVY FOG
GOD IS DOING HIS JOB

GOD IS PUNISHING YOU FOR THE SINS
BLOOD AND SOUL GOD CLEANS
THE SURVIVORS ARE BLESSED
HYPOCRITES IN STATE OF HAPPINESS