When I was child I understood my friends
When they used to let's play
And nowadays I don't understand
When they tell me you have to fight

In the past I got sands in my hands
Nowadays all is get blood
Why we were born? If they don't give us a chance
To choose our own way

It seems madness forces us to fight, in vain
What's going on with the world? It turned back to past or is it
Without the future?

I want to go away, I walk upon the hills
I wanna be free, I wanna scream in the rain