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I watch a world under siege
I watch a world out of relief
The twisted bodies of our youth
Taste the shame of their own blood
The age of wrath, we're all doomed to die
But justice is far from our hands
I don't know what they're trying to prove
Hate your neighbour if he's not like you

I could stand here just for the night
I could watch the children cry
Burning houses, empty rooms
Face the new world

A young sweet girl is going to bed
She's anxious 'cause she's not going alone
Her own father wants to feel her
Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex!
It's not sex, it's not love, it's awful waste
She will never feel the love to a man
His incestuous addiction destroys her life
It's not a fiction, it's everywhere
Take me out of this place, out of this hate
The Chaos surrounds us hour by hour
If the world is Charon then what is hell?

Come to me
Come and see
Come to me

This path is long, an eternal inferno
Who gives the right to take a life in one's hands
If you don't have the knowledge
To resurrect one from the dead
You should not be so eager to deal death sentences
While they're killing themselves on the Balkan
For country, for colours, for religion
We're all the same
We're all the same

If God exists, well is he proud of this?
I watch a world under siege   I watch a world out of relief   The twisted bodies of our youth   Taste the shame of their own blood   The age of wrath, we're all doomed to die   But justice is far from our hands   I don't know what they're trying to prove   Hate your neighbour if he's not like you      I could stand here just for the night   I could watch the children cry   Burning houses, empty rooms   Face the new world      A young sweet girl is going to bed   She's anxious 'cause she's not going alone   Her own father wants to feel her   Sex! Sex! Sex! Sex!   It's not sex, it's not love, it's awful waste   She will never feel the love to a man   His incestuous addiction destroys her life   It's not a fiction, it's everywhere   Take me out of this place, out of this hate   The Chaos surrounds us hour by hour   If the world is Charon then what is hell?      Come to me   Come and see   Come to me      This path is long, an eternal inferno   Who gives the right to take a life in one's hands   If you don't have the knowledge   To resurrect one from the dead   You should not be so eager to deal death sentences   While they're killing themselves on the Balkan   For country, for colours, for religion   We're all the same   We're all the same      If God exists, well is he proud of this?