Letras
Anarchy and disorder
Ruled the beginning of our days
Disharmony and power-thirst
Of a rising and fragile nation
Bipolarized and divided
We rise up in primitive violence
(Nothing to envy today)
Full of cruelty and devastation
Searching to protect the weak
Hidden forces were formed
Generating overflowing violence
To take control!!
Armed people on opposite poles
Our country was divided by the greed
And now we all march
In this parade of sickness
We're in Conflict, We're in Conflict,
With you, us and them!!!
We're in Conflict
... And now we all march in this parade of sickness
We're in Conflict...
With you, us and them
We're in Conflict
... And now we all march in this parade of sickness
We're in Conflict...
With you, us and them
You want Control, they want Control
The masses become unintelligent;
At the end is the pinnacle of the corruption
You want control, who got the control?
Causing respect with weapons & Innocent people displaced with violence
You want Control, they want Control
The masses become unintelligent;
At the end is the pinnacle of the corruption
You want control, who got the control?
Causing respect with weapons & Innocent people displaced with violence
We're in Conflict!!!
Creating respect with weapons
Innocent people displaced with violence
Losing their dreams and leaving their hopes
In lonely lands full of desolation
The "conflict" comes to the city
With disgrace, horror and chaos
We march in this parade of sickness
We're in Conflict!!!
With you, us and them.