I went to the gallery, saw your photo on the wall
The faces of youth, reflections of war
How many daughters and how many sons
Must bear the price for oil to a false saviour's drum
For some it's just beginning, the day it all ends
As the radioactivity creeps under their skin
This modern technology, a victor's disdain
Who really is the terrorist in this westerner's shame
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
A poor man is a rich man, but a rich man is poor
And when he can't see the darkness there's no difference at all
As I looked at the photos and the terror in those eyes
Blood spilt from arrogance, deceit, egos, lies
When young ones are the victims, pawns in your shame
It's a false fight for freedom when children bear the pain
So don't tell me time will heal the scars left behind
'Cause the hatred and suffering will amplify with time
And fire back to haunt you, a perpetrator's seed
And avenge all this bigotry and religious decree
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
A poor man is a rich man, but a rich man is poor
And when he can't see the darkness there's no difference at all
How many generations must it take to believe
War is extension of politician's greed
And how many deaths will it take to justify
To see the torment and anguish etched in their eyes
So as you make you grand decisions, you masters of the game
Perhaps one day your children will hang here the same
And I hope then you realise the folly that you spread
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, will only rebound in the end
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
A poor man is a rich man, but a rich man is poor
And when he can't see the darkness there's no difference at all
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
When young ones are the victims, pawns in your shame
It's a false fight for freedom when children bear the pain
It's a false, it's a false fight for freedom
The faces of youth, reflections of war
How many daughters and how many sons
Must bear the price for oil to a false saviour's drum
For some it's just beginning, the day it all ends
As the radioactivity creeps under their skin
This modern technology, a victor's disdain
Who really is the terrorist in this westerner's shame
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
A poor man is a rich man, but a rich man is poor
And when he can't see the darkness there's no difference at all
As I looked at the photos and the terror in those eyes
Blood spilt from arrogance, deceit, egos, lies
When young ones are the victims, pawns in your shame
It's a false fight for freedom when children bear the pain
So don't tell me time will heal the scars left behind
'Cause the hatred and suffering will amplify with time
And fire back to haunt you, a perpetrator's seed
And avenge all this bigotry and religious decree
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
A poor man is a rich man, but a rich man is poor
And when he can't see the darkness there's no difference at all
How many generations must it take to believe
War is extension of politician's greed
And how many deaths will it take to justify
To see the torment and anguish etched in their eyes
So as you make you grand decisions, you masters of the game
Perhaps one day your children will hang here the same
And I hope then you realise the folly that you spread
An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, will only rebound in the end
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
A poor man is a rich man, but a rich man is poor
And when he can't see the darkness there's no difference at all
Are you trapped in your hatred, are you seeking revenge
To appease your corporations, where will this madness end
When young ones are the victims, pawns in your shame
It's a false fight for freedom when children bear the pain
It's a false, it's a false fight for freedom
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