Awake and disturbed, again I feel the pain
Lost in a cause that's already gone
Hopeless sense of hipocrity compassion
No place for brotherhood and shareness
Cos' we are living our hardest times
Bringing hate to these last days
Away will be the days
We didn't save
We are not free of anything
We bounce on the edge of the shame
Idols made of stone are cracking up
With all the things that made we break