There's no life out there, there's no hope alive here
Maybe you call for God, but I doubt He wants to hear you

I know, you know, the crowd is sick
It's so easy to realize
Chasing the fallen dirty ones
They won't forgive this crime

Sixty thousands bodies
Can't we remember names?
Treating them like numbers
"With love", said motherland

Pictures in black and white to rescue the memories
Convicted without trial by the lords of brutality

I know, that's close, we won't survive
It's so hard to passing through
Crashing someone they choose to hate
They will never fight to lose

You or I could never play this role
So, what makes you a forgotten corpse?
You and I were never welcome home
So, that's makes you an unforgiven son

Chaos in damaged minds, chaos on everywhere
Everyone has broken, what is this kind of reality?