Walking alone in an empty street
Feeling the cold rising up your feet
Looking within the corner of your eye
You see a poor man laying a lone to die
You grab up every inch of your soul
And in your mind it begins to unfold
True meaning of you and me..
A crazy world living in a nightmare
Created by the all glorious man
Glory built on sweat and blood
On people’s suffering
And temples crushed
Cries of people going up the skies
I see it all in that poor man’s eyes
Clinching with his prayers to God
Trying to find his own way out..
So turn your face to the ugly truth
Face the facts that you abuse
Listen to your buried mind
Wake up, wakeup
Stop being blind..
Break the silence
Shatter the dark
Break the walls inside your heart
And simply cry t he rivers of endless pain
And say hello..
When there’s no tomorrow..