Paroles :
We’ve heard it in the news
A child has died again
Each time I feel the blues,
The pain
Waiting with a shotgun
Hidden in the shadow
Cannot escape the commando
Pont :
In our society
The life has no more price
Each citizen is bound to die
Thinking just for themselves
No care of the others
Angels can turn into killers
Refrain :
Is there a way to make this world go round
And to cleanse this battleground
Nobody wants to start a new world war again
These days you may be killed for anything
Or sacrificed for a king
Will there be someone to hear our screams for life
The fear of the bomber
Exploding for his god
Conditioned by priest from abroad
The shots between dealers
Paradise in powder
Your kid’s head shattered on the road
Pont :
For whole humanity
The life should have a price
There’s nothing death can satisfy
Why are we so selfish
To win in this rat race
The Angels fall into disgrace