We feed our daily fight with hate, we kill our own brothers We judge others, we don't learn to be ourselves, we try to prove that we're right all the time We belittle and humilate others just as if we were pure beings, we run over the dreams of others with our own dreams We try to find excuses for our own mistake instead of changing our own souls We think that we're bullet poof, we're not bullet proof We don't recognize our vulnerabillity In the presence of our most sublime feeling We let our real wishes get stick in our throat In order to be what we should be We blindly recognize only our pain, not others pain We think that what makes us make a mistake is a fucking external unknown factor Others view me as symbol of some misundestood fight, you label my fight 'cuz you've never been able to label your steady mistakes Choke off your hate People are naturally born good or bad, and I don't believe in religion We use our index fingers as remote controlles missiles towards the sinner We don't recognize our vulnerabillity In the presence of our most sublime feeling We let our real wishes get stick in our throat In order to be what we should be