I remember the big promise day,
while wars were on the peak of insanity.
The night was day because of the flames
that burned up along the ways.
Streets once covered by smiling people
have now the colour of burnt bodies.
The air we once breathed
has now the texture of suffocating ash.
Deceived by a promise
the one made by who started all this.

Comforting words, that everything would change
that we would live a new freedom
an efficient system, a costant balance,
a state of things brought to essence.
Deceived by a promise.
I remember a family, mother, father and son
who supported each other
vigilant, waiting for the new day
under cover from enemy fire.

A house with no windows, an uncovered roof
red-stained pictures,
memories of a time
that doesn't belong to us anymore,
fragile dreams broken by the dust we breath.
If only we had said no, that day,
if only we had refused to listen to them
maybe we'd have continued our life
and we wouldn't have been disappointed

Deceived by a promise
the one made by who started all this.
Comforting words, that everything would change
that we would live a new freedom
an efficient system, a costant balance,
a state of things brought to essence.
Deceived by a promise.
The one made by who started all this.

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