The lights go out the curtain falls Prepare the spotlights for the dead And for their tears A close up How does it feel To stand aside while others die To focus the cameras on the last Breath of their life Chorus: And yes i ask is this ok To satisfy curiosity With every sense of reverence lost It could be time to shut your eyes and turn it off Another day, another show The artist changed and blood will flow In any case Suffering Cameras on We need some more red pictures for Our favourite evening program - war We need some more All we have to learn is to be interested in them Without sensation Show us what they need But when they bury their children Leave them alone