Breathing

I see the bodies dead
Scared I run away to hell
Another place to burn.
I see the ones with no names
Hidden to save themselves again
Another time to learn.

How can I breathe when world is ending?
How can you forget those who breathe?

Chorus:
The revolution started
For those who breathe
Is not an empty face
That we believe.
The choice we made
We’re not the only ones
All we want is breathing
All we want is ending.

I see those alone
And yet I can’t anything at all
There’s another place to hate.
I see those among heroes
And I cry for our mistakes
Another time to teach.

How can I hear when words are empty?
How can you remember those who weren’t speaking?

Chorus.