Breaking Heads

There are changing sings in the air
The big men tell the promisses
While the people like pigs join for listening
The walls shake with the applauses
End of the medíocre words beginning of misery
Now they say no to violence
And send their dogs in uniforms to the streets
Satisfy with blood of the innocent.
Control
Manipulation on our lifes
Runaway
Thete´s no place for fools in these files
Hate
Dominate the world without pity
Scream
It´s time for breaking heads
You dream of a better world
Time is passing by and our hope dies
It´s time to run back to our deals
While others fight to make the world better
It´s time for the truth and where have you left your
Courage?
In a desperate act a few ones still want to fight
Semeone writing poems other handing gun to kill.