Massacra - Ordinary People

Some more children will be abused
In my city or yours
Today a child grows up in love
Below me right above
Once again a future mother
Will have an abortion

Every second or so, a woman is beaten

Here next to me, or in the neighborhood maybe
Every minute I know, two people tie the knot
Anywhere, anytime, in your country or mine

Tonight a feast will be given
By the right kind of people
Just now some youngsters are starving
On the wrong side of the tracks
Two brothers leave each other
Without saying a word