In my nation the streets are more dangerous than jails.

Made of hate
Infernal crazy
Fucking your face
You are a slave

Panic in the streets
This is the reallity
Fucking your nation
And your black side

Remorse against blame

Remorse against... (x4)

Blame (x4)

You are dying and i don’t pray
Mysteries of my mind
Memories are hardest pain
Lying to my heart

Made of hate
Infernal crazy
Felling the pain
Walking on the blade


Reporter – that’s no way!
Yeah! these voices
Don’t have strong to change this world

And then will come - the promise plague
Opening sores – caress by god!

And then will come - the promise plague
Opening sores – i kill my god!