Из альбома: Direct Memory Access v2.0
Who am I to criticize
The wasting of so many lives around us What’s the process
Do we notice
Did we exceed our capacity
For compassion, human dignity
Understanding, caring, sympathy
Are no match for greed
All this madness without a reason
Implicating the situation
No escaping participation
Forced to witness the violation
Everyday it’s getting colder
As the world is getting older
How much longer can we philosophize
After all has been said and done
We’ve only just begun
Will we ever wake
Is it too late