They killed in cold blood,
Nobody ask him what he want,
Situations of an unusual nature,
And here they are clearing our lives.
What will become of me?
What can have become of him?
How come you didn´t call?
Now I´m wanting for revenge
He wasn´t know throughout the world,
So nobody cares about him
He died alone, he passed away
You couldn´t hear a crying child
What will become of me?
What can have become of him?
How come you didn´t call?
Now I´m wanting for revenge
People are afraid to go out after dark
When nigh falls we´ll go back to the house
People are afraid to go out after dark
We´re in no danger under these bricks
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