Massacre Of The Innocents
Fight Till The Absolute End
Voice Of Understanding
Will Be Passed Over In Silence
Suffering Casualties
Eyes Are Full Of Tears
Death Is So Useless
But Killing Is Infinite
In Violence In Lies
We Live Here And Die
In Filth In Dust
We Never Trust
In Despair In Madness
We Find Ourselves
But Our Dreams
Our Ideas We´ll Never Find
Every Hour Everyday
We Await The End
Of This Mad Game
But One Doesn´t Come
No Hope
For A Better Tomorrow
For Us There
Was Only Sorrow
Our Lives
Have No Value
We Are
Only A Drop In The Sea
In ViolenceIn Lies
We Never Trust
In Dust
We Live Here And Die
Hatred Anger
Fear Of Future
Deprived Forgotten
Slaves Of Power
Oucasts Of Sociaty
On The Edge Of Misery
To Be Or Not To Be
The Question Hides The Answer
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