All those who loved and lost
this system is indifferent
the darkest hour comes
when the sun is in the sky
And when the oil burns
this oxygen is poison
and when the winds all change
we see the earth go with it
And I know, these sands of blood have finally turned to ash
And I broke, underneath a sky that's falling down
And I saw, the hungry flames of a lion in her eyes
And who cares, asphyxiated in this burning air
While all the people die
the corporations profit
and who will hear the cries
when the children feel alone
and why don't people care
when the violence takes us
who will hold my hand
because God has left us
I want to feel the pain
the burning air in my lungs
It's time to understand
that life is not meant for us
Our divinity
is not defined by us
In this dried up land
we are tiny grains of sand
I want to feel the pain
the burning air in my lungs
It's time to understand
that life is not meant for us
soaked in blood and salt
this ocean is what we are
the sudden sting of truth
has left a question in this wound
And I know, these sands of blood have finally turned to ash
And I broke, underneath a sky that's falling down
And I saw, the hungry flames of a lion in her eyes
And who cares, asphyxiated in this burning air
And we lost, every piece of gold within our grasp
And we brought, all this desolation on ourselves
And we learned, all must be erased to start again
And we found, a spark of hope within a broken world

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