Singer: A Broken Silence

Kill in the open waters of Somalia,
In Bosnia killed for the new boundaries,
Jordan will kill you for dishonor -
The name of the family is very important.
In Colombia to kill the cocaine.
A major killer in Australia and New Zealand - Smoking.
In China, due to the collapse killed thousands of miners.
The same headline: "no Survivors".
In Russia, journalists are killed.
In Port-AU-Prince, killed for fucking spam.
There are those who are willing to kill in the name of God in Jerusalem,
Synagogues, churches and mosques creating them.
They are killing in Somalia''s blue waters
They killed in Bosnia for new borders
They kill you for dishonor in Jordan
A family name has got such importance
They killing in Columbia for coke
Main killer in Down Under be the smokes
Collapse''s killing thousands of miners in China
Same headline 'No survivors'
They killing journalists in the Russian lands
They kill in Port Au Prince for fucking spam
There's killers for god in Jerusalem
Synagogue, church and mosque be producing them

In Los Angeles killed for skin color,
In El Salvador, the murder rate is cause for a separate study.
For E. T. A. the bomb is the best solution
Independence is a terribly deadly game.
In Iraq killing for black gold,
In Nigeria for black gold killing packs,
Killing in Chad for black gold,
UN to somehow respond to it?
No! Innocents killed in London subway
Mexicans kill trying to engage in drug trafficking.
In Mumbai the murders were happening as a result of indiscriminate shooting.
Tell me your kids don't like the bloody game.
They killing over colors in L. A .
In El Salvador it's numbers essay
For the E. T. A bombs are the best way
Independence is a monstrous death game
They killing in Iraq for black gold
In Nigeria they killed stacks for black gold
They killing in Chad for black gold
But do the U. N. ever react to that
No innocents killed in London subway
Mexicans kill trying to run the drug trade
Mumbai killings was random gun spray
Tell me your kids don't love the blood games.


A Broken SilenceKeep Living Our Lifeбездействие, пассивностьправительствопреступники and presuppositionalism

Pay the madman at the gate, you have arrived to the West,
Where abundance is often accompanied by attempts to survive.
Pay the toll gate mate you've arrived in the West,
Where affluence meets with survival at best.

Obama has a Nobel peace prize (believe it if you want).
And in the middle East is crying, because Nobel laureate persectued.
Obama has that peace prize (so believe what you like).
Middle East cries, feasting.

I am proud of my country, but ashamed at the same time.
Many roads here paved with betrayal and genocide.
Here I decided to live my dad, he wanted a better life
And didn't want to be woken up at night another air RAID.
But things change, things get a little stricter.
The politicians appear habits mini-Hitlers.
Got pride in my birthplace but shame also resides
Many roads here paved with betrayal and genocide.
Dad made his way here, he was craving a better life
Didn't want another air raid waking him in the night
But things changed right, it's all a little stricter.
Policies mixed with the riddles of a mini Hitler.


A Broken SilenceThis Nationгордостьстранастыд

You're really fighting for, or ninety-nine percent
Just shake the air?
And look, you're wrong if
Don't see what you dropped, the proportion is much better than most.
And you can stand around, snapping at power,
After all, we still have a democracy, which means
What can you tell about how you feel
And they can't put you under lock and key.
So many people just disappeared, so many people live in fear.
But know that here man, your mind is the enemy.
So many missed opportunities in the land of plenty.
There are so many abandoned cats, tired souls, that's getting tempting
To let things slide, make fate the fall guy.
And to join those who were able to do something, but didn't.
You fight for the sake of it, or ninety nine percent
Just trying to make a shake of it
And yo you must be mistaking if you
Can't see your stake in it is greater than the vast majority
And you can stand there growling at authority
Cause we still got a democracy, and what that means
Is you can say what you feel
And they can't put you under lock and key
So many disappeared, so many lived in fear
But you know that here man, your brains the opponent
So many blown opportunities in the land of plenty
So many cats that let there souls run on empty it gets tempting
To let it all slide, make fate the fall guy
And join the could have been's.

We in that lucky country where your brains your main opponent.
We live in a happy country, where is your mind - your main enemy.

Fatigue hurts you, hold from escaping.
But every misfortune makes you who you are...
You put in order the world, walking on the chosen path.
I see the star as an image that is far away from me.
And although the gain from each obstacle not easy to see
But later, you'll know they're needed.
Hurting with fatigue, coercing you to flee,
But every adversity makes that person you be...
You shape the world with the path you lead,
I see a star as an image that is far from me,
And every obstacle their benefits are hard to see,
But later find they're the parts you need.

Real heroes are hard to find. They live in darkness, but fighting for Dawn.
Real heroes are hard to come by, lived in darkness but strived for Sunshine.

I see people with open hearts that build
Bridge in this world to feed children.
New world leads millions:
Fight evil, be persistent!
And even though our role models say "get the gun!",
We're marching to a different drummer.
With open hearts I see people building
A bridge to the world to feed some children.
New light lead some millions:
Fight evil, be resilient!
Role models saying “Grip that gun!”
We're marching to a different drum.

Like they sing in Liverpool, you'll never be alone.
Any girl, any guy from a broken home,
Any waif in the war zone
Who have lost homes and forced to wander.
But they still found kind words
Keeping hope as the cornerstone.
Like they sing in Liverpool you'll never walk alone.
Any girl, any fellow from a broken home,
Anyone neglected in a warring zone
Lost their abode and was forced to roam.
Still they spoke in the warmest tones,
Kept hope as a cornerstone.

Sometimes we joke and sometimes cry
We just take everything from life to the maximum.
Sometimes we fall, sometimes rising,
The only antidote is to continue to live on.
Sometimes we might joke sometimes we might cry,
Just making the most of living our lives.
Sometimes we get low sometimes we get high,
The only antidote, keep living our lives.