In the field of lies there are too many falling
Because of the words you say
With every sentence you speak
Another soul stands to take their place
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On the field of lies
Oh, the world has fallen on evil days
You got an eager hand in evil ways
Seems the pen is mightier than the sword
How many lives did you sign away
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On her poor boy's grave
Ain't no prayer gonna save
Gotta keep the truth alive
Somebody save my child
Please, save my child
You, Lords of ancient songs
Think of those you trampled on and sent away to die
You, putting on your graces
You don't see the faces of the dying as they cry
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On her poor boy's grave
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On her poor boy's grave
Because of the words you say
With every sentence you speak
Another soul stands to take their place
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On the field of lies
Oh, the world has fallen on evil days
You got an eager hand in evil ways
Seems the pen is mightier than the sword
How many lives did you sign away
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On her poor boy's grave
Ain't no prayer gonna save
Gotta keep the truth alive
Somebody save my child
Please, save my child
You, Lords of ancient songs
Think of those you trampled on and sent away to die
You, putting on your graces
You don't see the faces of the dying as they cry
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On her poor boy's grave
Wake up
And see the world for what it really is
Some people you will never change, no
Wake up
And see your lies for what they truly are
Another mother cries her tears
On her poor boy's grave