Night on Earth

A little peace of you
A little peace of me has died
We have nothing much to offer
There's nothing much to take

Who are who

Protest in the mind
Slaughter in the air
Someone else inside of us
Is tired of the sun

Who are who
Who are who

Borderlines of developement
Well considered
Try religion and philosophy
It's all the same to me

The train will gеt us to nowhere
We got no tickеt to return
The illness and the lies
The virus never dies

The train will get us to nowhere
We got no ticket to return
The illness and the lies
The virus never dies

Power is the fix
Men has drawn to it
It controls your own mind
Hypnotized you obey

Who are who
Who are who

The train will get us to nowhere
We got no ticket to return
The illness and the lies
The virus never dies

The train will get us to nowhere
We got no ticket to return
The illness and the lies
The virus never dies