Bitta's Walk - Black Cross

Controversy Malice painted

Fueled denial swollen threat

Faceless greeted by war

Sanctioned life in the face of wealth

Hatred stirs in hungry eyes

Distance turns blame

Damage done still we hold on to it

Empty speech antique song

A jump to war when a plan goes wrong

Violence, easier to face

Our way of life a price too high

Masses starve as we sit by

So engorged with flaccid will

Lies lies lies

Wake me up