8 acessos
Under a blood red sky
Violence seems everywhere
The nature of human being
Is to kill, or to be killed
Pain death and suffering
Men live it everyday
History seems to repeat
The human avidity
As long as it flows
In these days of violence
Blood will be spilled
In these days of violence
To secure peace is to prepare for war
How can we get any peace if it means war?
We're meant to repeat the same mistake
Will we ever learn?