Poor Souls 가사

Poverty, is in our minds Blind of heart, with a consumed spirit A dead child in the street, but any cry All of the mirrors reflect a dark image It was given t ocezar what belongs to him, but where is the part of God? the hope is not welcome I have nothing else inside my rotten meat! I'm not blind But there's nothing to find I'm not blind Despite of all these wounds i can see my scars I tried new ways And i am here again When i scream, there are no concree answers I extend the hand, and there's nothing t ofind. Somebody Bring me peace one minute at least I need forces t ocarry on For all these years i searched A reason for life A reason to forget A simple reason to die!