Warlike conflict

The murmurs of a warlike conflict frighten me
*And this world it´s so usual to do them
We don´t reflect about people that diez
Or the lots of people without arms, legs or both
We do this as though it were our pleasure*

´Babies, children, teenagers, adults and ageds
Everybody´s dying´ (x2)

´We´re keep on with our life
While they finish off with their lives
It doesn´t exist the respect for life
We cover a death with another one
Without limits like the lies
Does someone concede us the right to have
Our hands always cover up with blood?
I hate the one who´s in charge of all this
I hate this genuine genocide
When will we stop…
When there´s no more living creatures?´ (x2)

*Chorus