Heaven help the soul that's the place where it belongs Caught up in the mindless Of the weak the strong Headlights along the Keep the peace, law and order
Why we see it's all a record of lies? It's kind of strength, their only defense An line
a kid and his younger brother Headed for the Had no in the telescopic sights Of the rifle fire But now he's buried on the Where the rivers are not water
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's their kind of truth, it can be proved With lines
In times like these Who decides bridge is burnin' Don't fall for map Just make sure that you're breathin'
After the lines were drawn The children would of the pearls And how beautiful they Year after they would dive to the bottom of the lagoon Hoping that the oysters come back
risked everything Their homes, families and possessions To search for the pearls, to make They were enough to reach the bottom The children stones to their backs, many of them died
of blood and broken bodies Rose to the of the lagoon And the lagoon cried, cried, cried,
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's their kind of strength, their only An imaginary
Why can't we see it's all a record of It's their kind of truth, it can only be imaginary lines
Why can't we see it's all a record of It's their kind of strength, only defense An imaginary