[00:00.000] 作曲 : Vortex Writer[01:07.203]This life where we live its so bored, depressive[01:14.385]No one knows why we born we called sick to grown up alone[01:23.139]Raised by mans sick and tired they worked hard[01:29.501]Gave us the best that they could give and we were not able to succeed[01:38.547]Feeling shit over to the ground buried deep feeling[01:47.786]Our bones crushing one by one[01:53.805]Fingernails bitted till we bleed[02:01.005]This pain is so good is our reason to live[02:09.048]Why we all fight if the end is the same?[02:15.801]Six feet under is deep enough to make us equal like an unborn child[02:24.509]Black or white we want to be someone[02:31.212]We are all made of choices so why do we choose the wrong one?[02:39.912]War is not the answer to stop this carnage[02:46.959]So stand up and face it[02:55.353]Trust? tell me the definition of trust[03:00.915]We all now what it means[03:04.946]So, why don't we trust?[03:26.783]Mistakes? We are made of mistakes[03:32.558]A lie lead us to the grave[03:37.175]We all die in vain[03:58.727]This hole, where I am in it's so warm, renewing[04:05.774]Everyone knows where we go to a better place called home[04:14.548]Purgatory is our final goal[04:21.155]Enemies, family in the same place same hole[04:29.997]Hell rings[04:33.229]This is our final call[04:37.117]To left this disgusting body and became only soul[04:46.559]All in the same place[04:52.873]All in the same hole[05:16.157]Mistakes? we are made of mistakes[05:22.453]A lie lead us to the grave[05:26.234]We all die in vain[05:32.514]Trust? Tell me the definition of trust[05:38.273]We all know what it means[05:42.519]So, why don't we trust?