Awake And Disturbed

Awake and disturbed, again I feel the pain
Lost in a cause that's already gone
Hopeless sense of hipocrity compassion
No place for brotherhood and shareness

Cos' we are living our hardest times
Bringing hate to these last days
Away will be the days
We didn't save

We are not free of anything
We bounce on the edge of the shame
Idols made of stone are cracking up
With all the things that made we break

Away will be the days we didn't save!