When I see pictures of women crying endless tears
When I see pictures of orphans with horror in their eyes
When I see pictures of mothers burying their sons
When I see pictures of girls, widows at 21

I see Man raising his gun to shoot everyone in sight
Kill or be killed, pull the trigger, let the blood run
And it runs, oh it runs, in his nightmares it still runs.
It´s not a man who can´t live with his past, said a hero to his sons.

I see our trademark, trademark of sorrow.
I see our trademark, trademark of evil. When I see.


ADDICTED

Addicted with an attitude that it is better to get wasted
than to drown in mediocrity and forget how life tasted.
Addicted!
But what´s the wisdom of slavery? Why does it feel so good?
What´s the wisdom in giving up? It´s zero attitude.
Addicted!
What´s there to win by glorifying selfdestruct?
Another dead soul, consumed and fucked!