Sun shines on the Gaza Strip Smiles on the back alleys of Madrid Comes off the stone like a burning whip It's night here on the ridge And the snowfall adds up inch by inch
I've wasted my days Battered and ground down by wave upon wave Of bitter envy and unremitting hate But there's no one I hated more Than the man that stands before you now
I was humbled just in time No longer king in a skull-sized castle Endless waves had ground me down to dust For the first time I could take to air I was free now to go anywhere