Taking in all I can see

I can't see what's ahead and I don't want to see what's lying behind 

No way out and no way to stay 

My reason is blind my reason is blind yeah 

Always claim the road revenge 

But the cry for vengeance only seems to lead to spilling more blood 

Who can say how it began 

What really counts is that nobody can say how it will end 



You live in hell - you create hell 

I ask you why, you say - I don't know 



All your brooks they speak of peace 

But, murder and death seem to be the only things you want done 

Must be something out of Kafka's dreams 

A never ending cycle of blood 

Making men killing machines 

Whose only goal is to add to the rising body count 

You claim to kill in the name of god 

For a god of peace he seems to revel in the seasons of blood 



Never think about the end it is easier to hate than to live on in peace 

Unleashed a violent rage 

You don't seem to mind and you don't seem to need a good reason why 

Looking for someone to hate 

I see these lives I see to many lives wasted this way 

All your leaders they are the same 

Now one seeks peace not one seeks peace