This strange place we live in
Is coming to an end
But before it starts to burn
I've got a message to send
The routine has ruined the man
Pretending to help him
Counted money every month
But there’s no time left to think
People care about any shit
What needs a care, they forget
Fun is worth more than starvation
It's really an end of a nation
So I hope this world is about to blow
Citizens work every day
Just for their own living
Those who work for our nation
Getting rich without working
The world is in the abyss
Waging a war for the peace
Though we know we're gonna fall
The symptom’s still within us all
So I guess this world is about to blow
We've learned the love since we were born
And we forget it over the years
Love is more than a kiss
Sorrow is more than tears
It's the way this world goes
Who are friends, who are foes?
I just wonder: When
Will men stop fighting men?
So I hope this world is about to blow
