Of the violence

They can't wash thier hands

For the sufferers

The treaties stand

But in a war

Of silent screams

Are the victims

Of another dream



Life on the outside

Has no cross to bear

Life on the outside

Has no guilt to share

The swords of justice

Will strike the blow

Is there life of the outside?

Tell us, we gotta know



Motivation has passed them by

The years of torment

Have just run dry

The fear of fear is nothing ne

The days are short

For the chosen few



You've fallen victim

To another lie

Your hopes are raised

Till the day you die

Face the truth, can't you realise

The dream is over

The dream has died