Unsimilar Flesh
(Alessandro Tordini)

bullets-shoots
violence-death
bullets-shoots
violence-death
shoots behind you
death of your brother
a motherfucker hit because
the flesh is unsimilar
war of religious
war of faith
war of race
war of rage
bullets-shoots
violence-death
bullets-shoots
violence-death

war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it

stop-this pain doesn’t remain
stop-the sorrow is not a game
stop-the children want to live
stop-this war we no believe
bodies in the streets
souls in the house
fear in their eyes
hate in your hand

war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it

death is my sister
sorrow my brother
justice my mother
I am your death
I’m not a killer
I’m not a punisher
I’m only a man wild with rage
I’m only a man wild with rage

war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it
war-we don’t want to say it
war-we don’t speak about it

Motherfuccka