This is the price of ignorance
into a world of drugs.
So the beginning`s always the same.
I can`t understand it.
Trapped by the pleasure out in the streets.
Now his life has arrived to its end.
ThereВґs no excuse, for this sad death.
ThereВґs no cure for this cruel death.
But this child is just different,
he moved to another town.
For... rehabilitate himself.
Three years later he back home,
now heВґs just a normal man
rehabilitated... desintoxicated.
But the justice of this world
IВґll never understand it
thereВґs no reason to kill this man
he doesnВґt deserve to die... of A.I.D.S.
What this man feels canВґt explain it with words
now for him lifeВґs only a remembrance
so he only can stand up and shout.
Cry, cry, cry,
die, die, die,
IВґll see your face burning in your own hell, alive.
No way out,
no escape,
think in this story that IВґve told you
or die, or die, as him.
Nobody told you what to do!!!