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
