In the beginning
People living their lives free
They had their own culture and traditions
Freedom comes at a price
But one day this freedom was ended

The state with your reasons remove them from their land

What are you talking about?
Work for us for food
Or starve to death

Mority, despair, death and agony

Day after day
They felt cold and hunger
And if you don’t work, you don’t get paid
They was constantly in fear of death
Tears in your faces and when will be the end

What are you talking about?
Work for us for food
Or starve to death

Milions of deaths in one year
Whole families without hope
Children were born without life
People killed in the streets
I ask why? With these people
Where’s God?
Where’s mercy?
Where’s respect?
Where’s it?