Spite Of The Dead

Smashed by anguish, changed by shadows
Look at yourself and try survive

Reflect your life, it's simple
The feeling is inside you
Listen, believe and dream

You born, you increase
But you forget your creator
However, you've time
To open your heart

This life is a passage
For a best world
Your spirit need to be saved
No turns you in a coward!

Spite of the dead
No love, no hate - cry and suffer again