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.



ThereÂ's no excuse, for this sad death.

ThereÂ's 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 heÂ's just a normal man

rehabilitated... desintoxicated.



But the justice of this world

IÂ'll never understand it





thereÂ's no reason to kill this man

he doesnÂ't deserve to die... of A.I.D.S.



What this man feels canÂ't explain it with words

now for him lifeÂ's only a remembrance

so he only can stand up and shout.



Cry, cry, cry,

die, die, die,

IÂ'll see your face burning in your own hell, alive.



No way out,

no escape,

think in this story that IÂ've told you

or die, or die, as him.



Nobody told you what to do!!!