Shattered lives and broken worlds
Pieces of life scattered all around
The art of politicians spread their canvas over town
Thick lines of red
All the lies and promises, the images won't leave their minds
The witnesses can't leave it all behind
Hearts on fire, burning hot
Searching for more blood to feed them
With their desire they'd rather not
Look for peace while their hatred's breeding
Destroy, rebuild
It won't bring it back
All the life we've killed
Back through time in and out of days
Fragmented lives seem to waste away
The monsters have once again made their mark
They paint with thick lines of red (thick lines of red)
All the lies and promises, the images won't leave their minds
The witnesses can't leave it all behind
Hearts on fire, burning hot
Searching for more blood to feed them
With their desire they'd rather not
Look for peace while their hatred's breeding
And this will never end until their weapons melt
No peaceful ending
And we will never see or feel what they felt
(It is the people's ultimate responsibility
To choose and to act in accordance with that which is helpful to all living things!
How much more must so this be the case for our leaders?)
We've got the numbers and we're running out of time
One voice united can echo through these lines
We've got the numbers (we've got the numbers)
Running out of time
Free at last is what we saw but tonight we had it all
Free at last is what we saw but tonight we had it all
Destroy, rebuild
It won't bring it back
All the life we've killed
Destroy, rebuild
All the life we've killed