作词 : HankHarmon
作曲 : HankHarmon
Idon't have a time to define the life
Cryings inundate the nights
Farmers finally harvest the crops, upperclass guys'standing at the top
bombs pop out with one shot, the march had stopped
Faking settlement as a sign what power and money make others became a dog
The real victims were abandoned and numbers dropped
Seperated from one block to another,there's a door locked
Butterwouldn't melt in ones mouth, they tryna get sympathy
But I have the faith that God bless the real innocent masses
Sadness and lack flowed frompeople's head to ass
" Lose your illusions and prepare for a fight." sounds so cheerfully
But few people had a try in spite of distance persistently
We'd been damaged and conquerd, hating731's inhumanity and gas
Always talking and hoping, yeah, but who really from heart cares about the Palestine
Idon't have a time to define the life
Cryings inundate the nights
Stars hang over the Gaza
The innocent miss the mama
Idon't have a time to define the life
Cryings inundate the nights
Always talking and hoping, yeah, but who really from heart cares about the Palestine
who really cares about the lives