We turn our heads up,
With no certainty if tomorrow will come
Not knowing what more to do
Slowly with faith getting thin
As we pass our condolences to the ones who lost their loved ones.
Our eyes filled with tears,
Our surronded by sores
And globe by sadness,
The shiver seem not to cease,
Hearts never to heal
And the fear with the will to never fkeet,
We tear up from dusk todawn,
But only hope to see the next morning
The prayers are endless
And beliefs for the occurrence of tomorrow remain strong
Although death knock on every door.
Tempiral this shall remain,
For the future to clear up
As yet it is only the fear that remains