How much pain can the human mind take? 



All around you nothing but borderlines 



But are we all not the same? 



Don't ever cross those bloody lines 



How many are dead for lines on a map? 



A piece of paper and a bit of ink 



How much blood shed for lines on a map? 



Don't it make you think?

How many are dead for lines on a map? 



A piece of paper and a bit of fucking ink 



How much blood shed for lines on a map? 



Don't it make you think? 

There is nothing gained from killing 



Over an imaginary line 



But graveyards full of dead men 



Fallen victims to their pride 



Nationalistic pride is the biggest lie 



That keeps us fighting one another 



But the truth they won't see is when we are cut we all bleed 



The blood is the same color 

How much pain can the human mind take? 



All around you nothing but borderlines 



But are we all not the same? 



Don't ever cross those bloody lines 



How many are dead for lines on a map? 



A piece of paper and a bit of ink 



How much blood shed for lines on a map? 



Don't it make you think?

How many are dead for lines on a map? 



A piece of paper and a bit of fucking ink 



How much blood shed for lines on a map? 



Don't it make you think?