When you were five And still alive inside You knew there was a way For everyone To love each other And for sin to fade away When you were five And still alive inside And never knew the pain At twenty-three That you would see Then try and tell yourself, in vain:
"You've got the heart Of a lion You've got a heart" But you were lying
At twenty-three There came to be A seething itch to prove some way That feeling that You held inside Could topple all before your way When you were five And still alive inside And never knew the day That you would see From that humvee The man whose life you'd take away
"You've got the heart Of a lion You've got a heart" But you were lying
I cannot quit this place I cannot will this fate away I hope there is a day When all of this will fades away
I cannot quit this place I cannot will this fate away I hope there is a day When all of this will fades away
It carries on Constantly changing shape The product of A constant will, this fate
I cannot quit this place I cannot will this fate away I hope there is a day When all of this will fades away
I cannot quit this place I cannot will this fate away I hope there is a day When all of this will fades away