I dreamed the coward of injustice is my call  Luck is the future to save a little savage  No pitiable cries to feel obsession  Of the war, I jar with myself    Screaming pain  Screaming pain of hate  Within me  On this hollow sand    The net of a creeping life has done the damage  Figures on my sight have fallen down  I use the power to suffocate the minds  No beaten ends till I cut off the light    Screaming pain  Screaming pain of hate  Within me  On this hollow sand    Scar in the head  Is too deep to whip away  Scar in the head  Is too deep to whip away    Blowing wind the blood of my justness  Blind sorrow has my honoured fate  Behind that locks of complicated cell  Bodies float and circulate my moves    Screaming pain  Screaming pain of hate  Within me  On this hollow sand    Scar in the head  Is too deep to whip away  Scar in the head  Is too deep to whip away    Screaming pain  Screaming pain of hate  Within me  On this hollow sand    Scar in the head  Is too deep to whip away  Scar in the head  Is too deep to whip away