Syndrome - Ready To Die

I'm the one who waits for being alive again
Recall the past because there is no hope for being here
Day by day and night, the troubles cover all my head
The best I can do won't be enough
to waste my time on it.

And I will never say
That it's over my friend
Because now I can see
What's reality

I saw the bombermen, blowing to sky
The lost army just makes people cry
A crowd of beggars is ready to die
Ask yourself, are you ready to... ready to die?

For centuries defining ourselves
The mankind can't be WORSE
Hope, perseverance, the future promissed land
Scientists waste their time looking outside the place we live
Already full of glory but still searching for the key.

Who knows what else can be done for us?
Who knows, and now it makes me cry...

While I try to reach a reason to stay here
All my feelings tells me life isn`t bad