Chaos, chaos, chaos How can i leave with that rain of bullets? Chaos, chaos, chaos Look at the window I see a hole my head My blood spurts without end
Chaos, chaos, chaos! chaos on air
Honest people leave their houses in the morning Without the certainty they will be alive until nightfall Fear suffocates them in every place The chaos is everywhere
It’s enough to give a false step Then feeling his body blasting in the air Do you want to know hell? Then you open your eyes you are over it
Who knows? one day we will wake up early Having the certainty that we will live in peace Many ask: why is god fleeing from us? God is not running from us, we do it to ourselves
