| Terrorizing rule | |
| echoes of ruthless shots | |
| men used as mere tools | |
| to kill cops | |
| Fear of accusing | |
| fault not to be escused | |
| hints are still refused | |
| I am waiting for Strates to act and take | |
| revenge, because inocents mourn | |
| CHORUS | |
| Up to now we have always seen | |
| those who dared brandish a sword | |
| die and leave hearts torn by grief | |
| heroes alone can't win this war | |
| No escape | |
| after being envolved | |
| in a frighening bloody game | |
| only monsters can play | |
| Politicians winning seats | |
| as long as they protect | |
| the cancer grown inside government's spine | |
| Extorticion racket | |
| drug smuggling, tons of the money | |
| quickly cleaned by swiss banks | |
| la Mafia says thanks! | |
| I'm waiting for states to act and break | |
| connections across the whole world | |
| CHORUS | |
| Up to now we have always seen | |
| those who dared brandish a sword | |
| die and leave hearts torn by grief | |
| heroes alone can't win this war | |
| heroes alone can't win this war |