Woah

Finish the vicars who break the law
Freakout, freakout, of course nobody guessed it
The voices of victims get ignored
Is anyone listening?
It's a different scream between guns and war

Guns and war

Eye for an eye, no shit, we're blind
Blackout, blackout, protect the richest riches
There's living proof of holy lies
But none of it's sickening
They're playing God and saying nothing's wrong

Nothing's wrong
Or is there something wrong?
Nothing's wrong

When you keep our eyes shut
As we look to the sun
The sun, the sun, the sun
You keep our eyes shut
As we look to the son
The son, the son, the son
When you keep our eyes shut
As we look to the sun
The sun, the sun, the sun
You keep our eyes shut
As we look to the son
The son, the son, the son