If you think: \"There isn't any chance!\" Take a move and stop the violence, Put yourself in the shoes of those, Who fall asleep to the sound of bombs.
All the things you've loved by now fading away. The price you pay and it's unreal, But static remains.
Do you have the right To feed the world with poison? Who do you think you are?! The fake that you're imposing: \"The war is always far!\" You can't even imagine what all these people feel. You treat them like a strangers. The fear is real.
All the things you've loved by now fading away. The price you pay and it's unreal, But static remains.
Gasoline! Oil derrick like a needle through your heart! Trying to fill with emptiness replacing all the love.
You'd better down from heaven, you'd better hold his hand The day he saw black raven have kissed his father's lips.