The streets are alive with the sounds of sirens, Our people are dancing to the hard beats of violence. Killers on the streets making murderous melodies There's blood on the dance floor,Demons dancing with daggers Terrorists tapping to contorted cries, Life's a carnival with carnivores, ready 2 eat, Ready to rip flesh and feast on the meat, People no longer sit and dine in happiness and unity, we're now sitting together poking each other with forks of hatred. We sit armed with knives, with hatred in our eyes, ready 2 cyut a slice of each other's lives Suicidal-Terrorists, sacrifice themselves to the hunger of tyranny. Bombs blast away bouncing bodies with it's bass. Life's full of composers of sinisters sounds, we block ears and yet hear it all around. Let's play another tune, where we can dance woes away, let the drum-beats boom and beat back bad vibes, Let us create choirs, so the voices can soothe our ears and the harps of hope and happiness destroy all our fears, Time to skip the sadistic tracks, and fast-forward to tunes of a better future, and let us all dance and feast in a festival of peace.