Another c**ture is crushed by our uncaring hands Another acre falls beneath the treads of this brutal, heartless empire As we pillage the world, searching for a dream within the nightmare we made But I dream of standing on the top of the wreckage of these dividing walls And I dream of the day these chains break from around our b*****, mangled wrists As our arrogant pride blinds our foolish eyes And as our luxury corrupts our selfish souls Another's life is stolen by the horrific plague our mislead longings have fed over all the years But I long to see the end of this oppressive, cut-throat hegemony And I long for the day when all eyes can finally open to see the sun of freedom rise And cast out this darkness that stretches without end We are slaves bound to the oars that row us into d***ation Lamenting our lives of bondage while holding the key to freedom in our hands We are the tortured servants of a murderous master, starving as we steal to feed The belly of the beast, and I'm left standing on the outskirts of sanity Frantically screaming for the rising of the sun