Open it up, the newspaper today
At last page has miracles for sale
There also vacancies to the haven
Wash your soul for just one dollar
Why can you ask for the help?
To someone that even exists
Maybe when you close your eyes
You can think about a better life
About a world where you can walk without Horry
But your dreams are so different comparetad with the reality
Here is just violence, deaths and enemies around you