Tekster: Bride. Crimes against humanity.

Prisoner of war, prisoner of love, there's a torch to my head
crimes of passion, crimes of youth, stop the ringing in my head
born again, not born at all, the future is full of smoke
born to lead, the need to think, I grab my lungs and I choke

What we take for granted can be taken away and then you ask for more you're still dropping bombs from a plane that went down in the civil war drive the nails, drive them hard, peace turns to war again crown of thorns, crown of peace, political battleship

Crimes against humanity, the dogs are closing in
And when the kingdom comes, it will bring it to an end
Tell me you believe

Let's crown another beauty queen, do you find it so obscene
what about the homeless, the starving, the poor,
no room for the sick cause the rich want more
they lied to us, they lied to them,
breaks my heart inside
took their hope, stole their love,
no life left in their eyes


I stand on this hill and I scream your name
It's something they've tried to erase
Some say nothing lasts forever
We all run the risk of being lost
Some hold on and some never thought to believe

We've got to have bigger guns, we've got to find higher suns
one day you'll see the truth that you've been running from
tell me you believe, I still believe,
I believe in love it's all that we have left