Keep Blade Oiled

The blade of your knife wasen't sharp
And he shouted don't if bruise
So the tears began to drain

There is no solution
Wait for the rain to arrive

Happens where theres absent water
In the desert in the bushes
Were the men fly
To keep blade oiled

Save the people save you
Make for people make for you
Fuck off the hipocrisy

Fuck off the breach of power
Don't leave the back water to drain

Children hunger to be parched whit thirt
People consuming till the ethics
The rest of world drogs it self

Others silence in front of the all
And world keeps going