Paroles de Face Of The Reality

The poverty of the people Isn’t based on what they have It is inside them, dirty and impure They wish to own flesh Without feeling the smell of the exposed trenches We need to relearn How to create from the flesh, a life From the land, a home Poverty in the world is not in people It is on their minds So empty, as inertia of life The construction of nowhere We need to relearn How to create from the flesh, a life From the land, a home (Transform surrounded places, blood and illusions) In a moonlight on the sea shore Transform the reality to be like a true fantasy So much disgrace and misery Man desires peace with war But we must know Peace needs to be embraced Like a father hugs his son We need to relearn How to create from the flesh, a life From the land, a home. (Transform surrounded places, blood and illusions) We need to relearn How to create from the flesh, a life From the land, a home. Transform surrounded places, blood and illusions In a moonlight on the sea shore Transform the reality to be like a true fantasy