Heaven help the soul severed From the place it belongs Caught up in the mindless Of the weak against the along the border Keep the peace, their law and
Why we see it's all a record of lies? It's their kind of strength, only defense An line
a kid and his younger brother Headed for the Had no in the telescopic sights Of the vigilante's rifle But now he's on the border Where the are blood not water
Why can't we see it's all a of lies? their kind of truth, it can only be proved With imaginary
In times like these Who decides which is burnin' Don't fall for map Just sure that you're still breathin'
the dreadful lines were drawn The children dream of the pearls And how they were Year after year they would dive to the bottom of the Hoping the oysters would come back
They everything Their homes, and meager possessions To search for the pearls, to sure They were heavy enough to reach the The children tied stones to backs, many of them died
Streams of blood and bodies to the surface of the lagoon And the lagoon cried, cried, cried,
Why can't we see all a record of lies? It's kind of strength, their only defense An line
Why can't we see it's all a of lies? It's their kind of truth, it can be proved With imaginary
Why can't we see it's all a of lies? It's their kind of strength, only defense An line