What's in the way, who's standing there? 

Behind every gun, every last look of dispair 

Well bring me a mirror and I'll show you his face 

Give him sone peace and he feels out of place. 

But he's not so hard and his time is short 

Maybe he's just fooling with the time that he bought. 



So lay me down 

Oh lay me down, 

Oh lay me down, 

Lay me down, 



Well he brings you famine he brings you war 

His fear is compassion and his greed is for more 

If you give his blood, show him love, 

In a land without thoughts from "above" 

You compete for the truth You compete for sanity 

But you want hear a word 

Because his conscience is locked 

They've imprisnoed his consciense 

No you won't hear a word 



So lay me down, 

Lay me down, 

Oh lay me down, 

Lay me down, 



Well he brings you famine he brings you war 

His fear is compassion and his greed is for more 



If you give him blood, show him love, 

Of a land withou thoughts from "above" 

And he won't listen in the dawn. 



So lay me down, 

Lay me down, 

Yeah lay me down, 

Lay me down