October 7, won’t be the same again
Imagination…
Children’s smiles shift to crying. Shooting… screaming…
Terrorists are all-around. Shooting… screaming…
Help is nowhere to-be-found
Death from sky, to soil. Fields of souls
October 7, won’t be the same again
Hallucination…
Blooming-flowers turn to black. Blue, white turn to black…
Fear and terror all-around. Blue, white turn to black…
Fear and terror all-around
My-Heart fills, with black. Fields of black
What’s the difference between-them and us?
What’s the difference between-them and us?
The-difference-is, the-difference-is
That-we-are fighting for-love…
The-difference-is, the-difference-is
That-we fear for-our-loved-ones…
The-difference-is, the-difference-is
That-they celebrate, massacre
The-difference-is, the-difference-is
That-they-cheer for rape, and murderers
The-difference-is, the difference-is
They celebrate babies-burned-alive
What’s the difference between-them and us?
What’s the difference between-them and us?
The-difference-is, the-difference-is
That-we-are fighting for-love…
The-difference-is, the-difference-is
We-fear for-our-loved-ones…
No more tears to cry
Blue eyes turn to black
The sun is black…
The sun, is black
Color turns to black
Ashes to ashes
No-god no-mercy
Heaven becomes hell…
Chaos all around
Chaos all around
Take, me, with, you
Take-me with you
Take, me, with, you
Take-me with you…