The other side
Where no one can really breath.
The trees are burning all our memories.
Neon lights in every dark spot
Mosquito's bytes one of many thoughts.
Scary feeling to walk around alone
While the guns are lifted in the air and mothers' eyes are
going down again.

War was never a good solution
The world wasn't supposed
to be like this.
And all the flowers were put among the graves
And all the hours they spent and will never get back
The sun will never shine again in their eyes
They will never feel the pain of memories

We are running out of free space
We want to spit on this uniform and place
We don't belong to this form

They where still wearing green
They still had black hair
They didn't plan to die in early days

We were born to be free
And free we will be
On the day we'll accept each other.