Bare foot, walking in the desert naked
Walking towards infinity
They are walking towards their own death
They reached the river painted red
There are dead bodies spread everywhere,
Dead bodies tied together,
They are chained together
With heavy stones
Drown fallen
Decapitated
Masses of heads
Pyramids of dead
They are screaming:
“Why all this pain ?
Why to die in vain ?”
They are haunting us
Asking for revenge
They are calling us
They are haunting us
And possessing us
Asking for revenge
Why?...
They are searching for an answer to this
An answer to this cruelty
They are hoping for a chance to survive
They are screaming so high
Black long hair, floating on the water naked
She gave away her last breath
She was crying, screaming
Asking for help
She has been raped
Then killed with no mercy
Masses of heads
Pyramids of dead
They are screaming:
“Why all this pain ?
Why to die in vain ?”
They are haunting us
Asking for revenge
They are calling us
They are haunting us
And possessing us
Asking for revenge
Why?...
The child Is playing alone
Trying to wake her up
He is painting red
His dead mother’s face
But she’s still bleeding
She’s still bleeding
He is playing alone
He is playing alone
Alone Alone Alone Alone...
Walking towards infinity
They are walking towards their own death
They reached the river painted red
There are dead bodies spread everywhere,
Dead bodies tied together,
They are chained together
With heavy stones
Drown fallen
Decapitated
Masses of heads
Pyramids of dead
They are screaming:
“Why all this pain ?
Why to die in vain ?”
They are haunting us
Asking for revenge
They are calling us
They are haunting us
And possessing us
Asking for revenge
Why?...
They are searching for an answer to this
An answer to this cruelty
They are hoping for a chance to survive
They are screaming so high
Black long hair, floating on the water naked
She gave away her last breath
She was crying, screaming
Asking for help
She has been raped
Then killed with no mercy
Masses of heads
Pyramids of dead
They are screaming:
“Why all this pain ?
Why to die in vain ?”
They are haunting us
Asking for revenge
They are calling us
They are haunting us
And possessing us
Asking for revenge
Why?...
The child Is playing alone
Trying to wake her up
He is painting red
His dead mother’s face
But she’s still bleeding
She’s still bleeding
He is playing alone
He is playing alone
Alone Alone Alone Alone...
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