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