Shave Your Heads

Out in the field of dust
Showers take part
Look, the boots are giving the sign
Blast from millions of shots
Rotten their brains
Cocaine of wine in their nose
Young men, not born, mark of the grave
Age of passion, lust is the name
Out there in the dust
Take to their arms
Kill those night after night
Acting like bastards
Show their uprising
Stop this while still got time
Take to your hands
Nothing to protest
Hunger is not the gift of happiness
Young men, not born, mark of the grave
Age of passion, lust is the name
Out in the field of dust
Showers take part
Look, the boots are giving the sign
Blast from millions of shots
Rotten their brains
Cocaine of wine in their nose
Out there in the dust
Take to their arms
Kill those night after night
Acting like bastards
Show their uprising
Stop this while still got time
Young men, not born, mark of the grave
Age of passion, lust is the name
Boots are crying of thirst
You're empty of souls
Stop to waste your life with wine
I shake my head, I hate the greed
Sweat of blood becomes destroy you