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