Chorus
Everyone talks about peace
but no one talks about justice
to one it's paradise, and to other, hell
How many fingers are on the trigger?
(x2)
How long will the storm rage?
How long will someone live like a dog?
The face slides on the razor’s edge
The fingers caress the sword (Yah!)
Sometimes life brings me to my knees
No one is guarding the gate
No sign from heaven
I see people living their dreams and hopes
And people living only tricks and schemes
Some ask questions and there are no answers
Some are full only of complaints and demands, but...
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So we remain alone,
Speaking to the wall
There is no one to speak with
If only we would realize that we are one
We’d see how it’s all connected
When your property will burn, your soul will burn too
If you don’t hurry to save yourself
We murdered the land, we murdered the soul
There remains almost no air for us to breathe
And the world in constant motion
It turns and returns to the same place
What goes up must come down
How can we take it all in moderation?
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And there are people
Who claim ownership over God
And there are those who struggle, kick and scratch
How many of us are truly listening?
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Everyone has the same dream,
On a mountain,
In a valley
We continue to talk and speak about peace –
But peace is impossible without justice