A cry of grief called the unrest
Somewhere that isn’t here
When every life is broken
We’ll take our guns

We’ve lost our lovers
We’ve lost our own bodies
But it is endless war

Our start is the smallest own light
In our new mother earth
If the world were to end tomorrow
We focus on our breath

I was bored with the same days
But I’ve found that’s what matters most
When we’re keep on running forward
Why do we get lost?

We have to keep fighting
To get our place in the world
We need guns that break quo
To never been slaves

Our start is the smallest own light
In our new mother earth
If the world were to end tomorrow
We focus on our breath

Our start is the smallest own light
In our new mother earth
If the world were to end tomorrow
We focus on our breath

Our start is the smallest own light
In our new mother earth
If the world were to end tomorrow
We focus on our breath

Throw out our stupid thoughts from own heart
Though hearts you hurt disturbs us to observe
Swallow the pain and grief that we have
Though my heart is worn out