You didn't fall for nothing

You lay falling on the streets
You've been hit by sharpnels of hatred..
You've been born to a country torn apart..

Here you are not as a human being..
Here you have no choice on your destiny..
Here you wash the streets with your blood..

When you born, your eyes were closed enough..
not to see the blood...
Now when you leave, your eyes are wide open..
to see your own blood soaking you..

Now you close your eyes my dear..
They want emptiness on the streets..
They want the swords to speak, not you..

After all its better not to live for your religion..
it is better to fall being faithfull to yourself..
You are not for the religion..the religion is for you..