You begin every new day
not completing old.
Every your step takes away
your soul in a cold.
You never help needing you
doomed them on death.
Nothing will remain from you
since you’ll stop to breathe.
Look how your children will die.
They’ll be burned on fire alive.
It’s your chance to start a war.
Live or die - it’s your choice…
You always went with stream and
believed in a fate.
Sometimes you abort your act,
stopped before closed gates.
Think that a problem’s decided
after you forgot.
Know what’s going on with you –
You just slowly rot.
Look how your children will die.
They’ll be burned on fire alive.
It’s your chance to start a war.
Live or die - it’s your choice…
Break off to go with a stream,
Stop hope on a fate.
Time to carry out your dream,
Then it’ll be too late.
Take a weapon in your hand,
Lead people to light.
Make a paradise on a land,
Give life for a fight.
Look how your children will die.
They’ll be burned on fire alive.
It’s your chance to start a war.
Live or die - it’s your choice…