Xwropa

Xwropa

Have you tasted cash that's so sanguine
And have you ever felt your heart, in ruins.
Crime is natural as part of a whole
A whore system forms us, decadent beings
Calling you to die, and then you'll die.

Crime is a natural defense,
towards a permanent lying
That prompts us to an inhuman silence
To the face of the world who is crying.