Blood she'd eyes that stare with hate
And innocent souls rise to the sky
For politics, this murder
Terrorizing us
Rockets, filling the air
Look up, they're falling down
Sit high up in their chair
Horns blow, this is red dawn
You think you can decide what is right what is wrong
What's more important, human life or some God
Women and children, now they are all dead
And no one can wash this blood on thy hands
Ideals filling their minds
They want us all to be dead
Their blood thirst is one of a kind
They're mad, they're losing their heads
You think you can decide what is right what is wrong
What's more important, human life or some God
Women and children, now they are all dead
And no one can wash this blood on thy hands
On thy hands
Blood on thy hands!
