A world on fire turning to smoke The life we dreamed of another road Naked on the sand, our own lives in their hands Crushing applause
The ashes falling down like snow Millions of voices flying low Children crying, fathers gone with the wind Blowing back to their peaceful homes
An eastern breeze on the rise A glimpse of hope in their eyes A sea of blood and victory They suffered in here for so long Wishing for freedom or just one song Pray God is here, but does he listen? No
