In my nation the streets are more dangerous than jails.
Made of hate
Infernal crazy
F*cking your face
You are a slave
Panic in the streets
This is the reallity
F*cking 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!