What are we doing to ourselves?
Why all this conversation of artillery
Which lure souls out from their bodies
Drilling out red sweat from skins
Selling lives to death because of a natural gift.

What are we doing to ourselves?
We keep hijacking people dreams
Before it's born into reality
Making many old to hope in mediocrity
Grooming the glowing youngster to grow faithfully in vanities.

What are we doing to ourselves?
We had caged the mankind in us with our stained hands
Making bare the devil in us to imprison our fate
Now living like cat and mouse in the same house
In the name of money, power and fame.

Our heads, what are we doing to ourselves?
Often setting traps in the name of policies
Sweating to resurrect the dead, ignoring the living
Blinding our eyes when hands are stretched
Weeping blood, peeling kneels just to get a help.
Why do we always leave ourselves to live and die eating promises?

What have we done to ourselves?
Our children are dead out of our negligence
In anger, our youths wedded to weapons to take vengeance
Vengeance painstaking taken against themselves
For the witty guilty are never found, they are ourselves.