I walked alone for eighteen hours
Till I reached the land that never was a land
My hands went to the sky and heaven
My two feet disappeared into the sand

It started raining, seas were falling
I had to stay alert, there was no choice
So I took my breath and started swimming
What would you do
When your back is broken, when you have no voice

My brother came up to my shoulder
Carrying a picture and they dawned me head
I played till sport made me over
I  hate living but God was dead  
I had to pass my time, I might forget it
I started playing, though I have no toys
I will keep myself in play till I am dying
What would you do
When your back is broken, when you have no voice

Ever since people are coming
I will resist the fight with all my might
But I can’t stand to many people
I’ll get wounded in a fist law fight  
To be a martyr isn’t worthy
To be a hangman also has his toys
When you’re afraid you can always cry for mercy
You should do it
When your back is broken and you have no voice

In a land that is no land
Cables can’t always be banned
And it is very hard to poise 
When your back is broken and you have no voice
When your back is broken and you have no voice