It's time, to face again the nightmare,
No chance, you must leave away from you home.

There are waves of blood there,
Violence all around,
Don't try to come back,
There are corpses on the ground.

Remains of misery and disgrace,
Liquidating with our sad human race.

Don't ask for compassion, Don't look for a cop,
He won't give you protection, he steps on the poor.

Victims of particular interests,
Living under inefficient laws.

Rio is Sarayevo, politicians want more,
The empire is on the hills, all is like before.