作曲 : Cobra Skulls, Peralta
As I walk the streets of 
Cairo I empathize as 
I go And I feel ashamed 
Of the land from where 
I came Where we think different people 
Are the ones that harbor evil 
But you gotta think harder 
Cause we’re all the same 
Stop fearing people 
Before you meet them 
And don’t keep enemies 
Until you must defeat them 
My country, love it or leave it 
That’s shit and 
I don’t believe it 
A decaying standard 
And it’s begging for a change 
Freedom is relative 
I feel relatively free where 
I live But down in 
Cairo Freedom is not ours to give 
With our birds up high and their sons below 
You don’t know where every bomb will blow 
With their sons below and our birds up high 
Are you made to be friends in heaven when 
You die?