We feed our daily fight with hate, we kill our own brothers
We judge others, we don't learn to be ourselves, we try to prove that we're right all the time
We belittle and humilate others just as if we were pure beings, we run over the dreams of others with our own dreams
We try to find excuses for our own mistake instead of changing our own souls
We think that we're bullet poof, we're not bullet proof
We don't recognize our vulnerabillity
In the presence of our most sublime feeling
We let our real wishes get stick in our throat
In order to be what we should be
We blindly recognize only our pain, not others pain
We think that what makes us make a mistake is a fucking external unknown factor
Others view me as symbol of some misundestood fight, you label my fight 'cuz you've never been able to label your steady mistakes
Choke off your hate
People are naturally born good or bad, and I don't believe in religion
We use our index fingers as remote controlles missiles towards the sinner
We don't recognize our vulnerabillity
In the presence of our most sublime feeling
We let our real wishes get stick in our throat
In order to be what we should be
