It"s called a syndrome but spoken right,
It causes murdering in your head at night.
Screaming women!
Paralyzed brothers!
Crying children!
My lai in your head...
No! No!
It"s a constant echo,
A failure of becoming demented.
It"s a constant repeated thought,
Was it your name written with their blood?
Not!
Demons in your head,
Caused by their death.
Killed for democracy,
I mean hypocrisy...
Later it becomes worst,
Then you smell their blood thirst.
You feel revenge in the walls,
And you see hate in your ceiling.
Screaming women!
Paralyzed brothers!
Crying children!
Tet in your head...
Now you"ve died
Do you still think it isn"t your fault?
It causes murdering in your head at night.
Screaming women!
Paralyzed brothers!
Crying children!
My lai in your head...
No! No!
It"s a constant echo,
A failure of becoming demented.
It"s a constant repeated thought,
Was it your name written with their blood?
Not!
Demons in your head,
Caused by their death.
Killed for democracy,
I mean hypocrisy...
Later it becomes worst,
Then you smell their blood thirst.
You feel revenge in the walls,
And you see hate in your ceiling.
Screaming women!
Paralyzed brothers!
Crying children!
Tet in your head...
Now you"ve died
Do you still think it isn"t your fault?