By streets in the night
Vacate all kinds of mind
Minds that search peace
Minds that want suffering

By streets in the night
May find your last life sigh
Can remember how many died
And how many still cry.

Greed, badness, sadness,
Made by just a nature,
Of people that destroy
The dreams from whole life

Living in a society,
Where police is a perfect crime
Have silence under violence
To kill and try to hide
Justice, peace and truth
They seem to be out of mind
But we don't lose hope
Of a worthy life