What fine judgment I see
In the eyes of our world leaders
Oh how beautiful life could be
If it hadn't been shot to pieces
Shot to pieces
What secret music do I hear
Upon the drums of my ear
What great pleasure I feel
I come from nowhere and I shall return
Because of you people I will flee
I see my late identity burn
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What fine judgment I see
In the eyes of our world leaders
Oh how beautiful life could be
If it hadn't been shot to pieces
Shot to pieces
What secret music do I hear
Upon the drums of my ear
What great pleasure I feel
I come from nowhere and I shall return
Because of you people I will flee
I see my late identity burn
In the eyes of our world leaders
Oh how beautiful life could be
If it hadn't been shot to pieces
Shot to pieces
What secret music do I hear
Upon the drums of my ear
What great pleasure I feel
I come from nowhere and I shall return
Because of you people I will flee
I see my late identity burn
Writer: Anna Van Giersbergen, Franciscus Boeijen, Hendrikus G J Hans Rutten, Hugo Prinsen Geerlings, Rene C.f.j. Rutten
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Copyright: Lyrics © Reservoir Media Management, Inc.