Weak and frightend

Paralyzed and naked

they are children running for their lives

Lives are taken

Terrorists mistaken for they use the young ones

as refined living shields

Pain and deep fear

Hostage in an ancient rage between people torn by their ideals

Willing to die, willing to kill

Hopeless and blind in their world where innocence dies

Weak and frightend

Paralyzed and naked

they are children running for their lives

Lives are taken

Terrorists mistaken for they use the young ones

as refined living shields

Rage and deep hate

Isolated in an ancient war with people not so different from you

Willing to fight, willing to try to win an endless battle of pride

while innocents die

And then we see them running

See the world is watching this

And we can only try to understand what causes it

And then we see the living

See then crying for their dead

Are we the ones to understand how crazy pain can get

Some people turn in circles

They can never break it through

Some people lost their lives before they died

and now they want it back!

Loss and deep grief

Engulfed in an ever present pain, ancient in practice

Weak and frightend

Paralyzed and naked

they are children running for their lives

Lives are taken

Terrorists mistaken for they use the young ones

as refined living shields