A world so cold

Freedom is the ability to wipe your tears,
delet each and every fear,
of been caught by the wind of reality.
Freedom is the ability,
to love the world although you hate.

This is how I live, how I breathe,
the mixture of fear and shame.
A shadow of hope on the wall of life,
in such a cold world.

Living in a world so cold, world so bad.
People who kills their home, paint the surface in red.
Living in a cold damn world, with nothing more than us,
Living in a world so human been.

Winner in the war is the one who kills the most.
Sinner is the same person as the winner.
The one who takes all the rights to unleash a poor soul,
away from life.

This is my point of view, how I breathe,
the mixture of fear and shame.
A shadow of hope on the wall of life,
in such a cold world.

Living in a world so cold, world so bad.
People who kills their home, paint the surface in red.
Living in a cold damn world, with nothing more than us,
Living in a world so human been.

Living in a world so cold,
away from the world that could be...