Their freedom is not free Their safety is not safe Security is just a western illusion While we bitch and we moan Take a look to the other side of life They must face death every day Poverty is where they stay Music is their only way to go Destruction Manifesto! There are chains upon their hearts Guns are pointing to their heads The right to think could be a reason to be killed No weapons to fight No justice to be claimed Scars all diver their souls Playing the tunes of war Burning homes - Dying friends Each day could be the last Dogmatic views - no rights Dust and blood - that's all they got Clouds of smoke - Gunshot fire Peace is what they desire Invaders come - Dictators go There is no change at all! There is just one single valve Playing the tunes of war The only thing without decay Their own Destruction Manifesto Their freedom is not free Their safety is not safe Democracy is always made for the other To worship music more than gods They risk the penalty of death In war and sorrow they find Peace and Salvation