A world on fire turning to smoke
The life we dreamed of another road
Naked on the sand, our own lives in their hands
Crushing applause

The ashes falling down like snow
Millions of voices flying low
Children crying, fathers gone with the wind
Blowing back to their peaceful homes

An eastern breeze on the rise
A glimpse of hope in their eyes
A sea of blood and victory
They suffered in here for so long
Wishing for freedom or just one song
Pray God is here, but does he listen? No