More to bleed, hurting and pain suffering takes the lead
Why can`t we join and unite indeed of fighting, destroying our lives
Mothers lay weeping alone, crying in their beds
Weeping for loved ones who now are dead by cruelty from guns and knives
Everywhere violence, north and south, east and west
Why are you living this way
Not allowed to live your real days
Last day comes, on that day you`ll put down your knives and guns
Too late to be wicked and no more you`ll rule
No more you`ll conquer you damn fool
Hope Saviours`ll come, turn ashes to ashes and dust to dust
On last day of this world you `ll turn to rust
It`s your own choice live or live not