lets look at those
who didn't get a chance
who can't make it through the day
whose life is a single circumstance
it's raining bombs
and buildings burning out
for those who lost their homes:
your not lost
there are millions things to sprout
when there is so much hate
on the road of common sense
we should follow those
who buried the flag of violence
let's look at those
who assembled round the stove
they're filled up with pride
while another window broke
wind carries hate
it blows at front and back
but walls full harmony
never let it find a fucking crack
when there is so much hate
on the road of common sense
we should follow those
who buried the flag of violence
look at those
filled up with pride
patriotically minded on there country's side
if there's a thread
and the country calls its sons
the power rest in those
who would never grab a gun
This song can be found on our 2009 EP 'Nothing's 4 Free'. If you like it - order it here.