Victims - Vigilante

Victims of these narrow times

We are innocent victims, only casualties of war

Victims, running out of time

Infected by the virus that was made to change our souls

Victims of these selfish times

We suffer every minute when we try to change the world

Victims, of the dirty hands

Of these stupid leaders that lead us to destroy all human kind

It’s time of war

So hold your dream and run with it

Dont use a gun

Just use that thing inside your head

Try to open your eyes and try to stand still

So you can see the truth, what is a lie?

what is fucking real?

We must figth back

Ignore our pain and find the strength

We must figth back

In every minute, in every breath

We must prevail

And kill the monster that they create

Dont want this end

This legacy is only, pain!