Second Front
CHRISTIAN RUIZ, STEVE NAGHAVI
Standing on a battlefield
And watching the slaughter
I hear a shot of a gun
And the crying of a dying soldier
The air is smells like blood
Dust on the ground
Thousand dead bodies lying everywhere
And God don´t care
We´re living on a savage place
Who cares
What we want?
We´re living on a savage place
No look in their eyes
Just blood on their face
You see the second front
People of the past running through my mind
Who´s telling me why killing
Happens blindly
1943 - memories will fade away
We´re still waiting for the judgment day
We´re living on...
What went wrong ?