Bullets

"I saw misery and scorn

From who has no respect for life

They are trying to make us slaves

Through false religions and lies

No one is saved 'cause its all programmed

The line between fake and real

Is so thin, impossible to see

Nothing is free

We are running out of time

And all our certainties are shattered and scattered

Blood is turned into mud

There is nothing to say

The damage is done

The last bow to a stunned crowd

And an AK starts to sing

Bullets are filling the air

Cowardice has been stronger than this

No one is saved 'cause its all programmed

The line between fake and real

It's so thin impossible to see

Nothing is free

No one is saved 'cause its all programmed

The line between fake and real

It's so thin impossible to see

Nothing is free

We are running out of time

And all our certainties are shattered and scattered

Blood is turned into mud

There is nothing to say

The damage is done"