Listen to the beast in his act of god
He feeds his vengeance in the dark
Who's gonna tell it to the desperate child
His world will shine with bombs and spark
A dose of B2s ease the pain
You can count the crowds crash down in vain
Make believe for the desperate child
A human touch will never let him cry
You call it fair
I call it inhuman crime
You call it freedom
I call it self-crash of hate
You call him Jesus
And you cross and spear him once more
You call this justice
I call it desperately sad and I cry
You pay in cash when you need the sake
You pose for the flashes and your smile is fake
Who's gonna bury that speechless child
The Pulitzer waits for the frame in flight
A dose of B2s ease the pain
Bless the crowds with your heart in vain?
Make believe you did it all for peace
Make believe you did it all for me
You call it fair
I call it inhuman crime
You call it freedom
I call it self-crash of hate
You call him Jesus
And you cross and spear him once more
You call this justice
I call it desperately sad and I cry