They wait for sunrise They prey each day They've seen their futures All fade away They have their reasons No one can tame Four wounded tigers Are all the same I feel their sorrow I sense their rage No one will change them In their cage They'll rule the killing fields And know no shame Four wounded tigers Are all the same You can't undo What you have done You've no idea What you've begun They stun delusions You'll stake your claim You wounded tigers Are all the same Someone has stolen Land of the free And traded freedom For slavery Will pay? such? ages In fear and shame Four wounded tigers Are all the same We can't undo What we have done Our God is greed Father and Son Our lust for glory Fortune and fame We wounded tigers Are all the same We wounded tigers Are the same