Testo
A life forgotten by all
Who cries in the indifference?
Suffering is his everyday life
In this cold and stinky place
Who are we to decide on this hierarchy of the right to life?
A pain in the crane
Hundred of corpses all around, all around
It will soon be its turn
To quench our fucking egoism
This life forgotten by all
Who cries in the indifference?