Lying awake at night I wipe the sweat from my brow
    But it’s not fear ‘cos I’d rather go now
    Trying to visualise the horrors that will lay ahead
    The desert sand mound a burial ground

    When it comes to the time
    Are we partners in crime ?
    When it comes to the time
    We’ll be ready to die

    God let us go now and finish what’s to be done
    Thy Kingdom come
    Thy shall be done… on earth

    Trying to justify to ourselves the reasons to go
    Should we live and let live
    Forget or forgive

    But how can we let them go on this way ?
    The reign of terror corruption must end
    And we know deep down there’s no other way
    No trust, no reasoning, no more to say

    Afraid to shoot strangers
    Afraid to shoot strangers.

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