A new dawn Another burning morning For those who live day by day restlessly Each step in life to recall who you are And where you are from Labelled as lesser men by the human division of wealth
Wasted life-Disenchanted youth of today You've never learned to put your hands down To fight-To lose- You drift and die
Hungry crowds in a hopeless battle Hunger for bread, rights and freedom or just dignity Still dazed victims without control
Hopeless-this battle you fight alone These dreams you long for As you are left to linger in this nothing place To reflect on what you've been given and denied
Sons of old and fake revolutionaries You are left to reflect How their ignorance spread lies You are left to reflect Sons of this decayed modern times Sons that are bereft of respect That end despising, all who have a different life Disenchanted youth of today
Hopeless- THis battle you fight alone These dreams you were meant to lose
Sons of men that lived their lives in shame Sons of these decayed modern times You fight to lose- To drift and dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
