An honest man who works all day
Back every night to your home
He has a wife and two children
To feed and create
On one of these nights, on the way home
A stranger approaches
Take all the money of man
And shoot in your head
The householder is dead
His death will go unpunished
The householder is dead
his death will go unpunished
I can feel your pain
While the ropes down the coffin
I can feel the pain of loss
And the showering in the ground
I can feel
Your pain
Victim of cruel reality
On the funeral march and the suffering cries
Victim of cruel...
A young girl full of dreams and plans
She loves life and has many friends
She has a mother and a father
Who love it and live by her
One day two strangers caught her
With cruelty and evil in your minds
She was raped and brutally murdered
with a knife in your neck
A young girl is dead
his death will go unpunished
A young girl is dead
his death will go unpunished
I can feel your pain
While the ropes down the coffin
I can feel the pain of loss
And the showering in the ground
I can feel
Your pain
Victim of cruel reality
On the funeral march and the suffering cries
Victim of cruel...
Pain...
Victim of cruel reality
On the funeral march and the suffering cries
Victim of cruel...
Goodbye!
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