When we are lost and don't know where to go
High up above or down below
When the voices finally stop to scream
We'll wake up from this bad dream
And like old songs holds visions from the past
These words one day could be our last
But when we don't live cause to scared to die
We'll have to learn to fly
We'll have to walk on fire
Men killing men, we're close to the end, man hating man
We chose to forget, nature, love and respect
Men killing men, we're close to the end