Endless despair in the wastelands,
Of a world that left someone cold
I know what we all can feel from the hunger,
In those eye's upon the screen
Trying to find all the answers,
But a clue was lost in a void
Hiding in the centre of moral crisis,
From those eye's that stare at us

Still heart is warm and the thought is good,
But what can I do to make a change
The world is so big and all my might,
Is fading slow

Looking around us we're bathing,
In the gold we stole from their hands
Making all the profit on someone else
And shaking hands on someone's grave

Still heart is warm and the thought is good,
But what can I do to make a change
The world is so big and all my might,
Is fading slow

Salvation for world's misery
A redemption from our death

We are out of sight and reach, from their world
And the blessed are dressed in bleach, to the world
And the mob will give their speech,
To this hell on earth

Salvation for world's misery
A redemption from our death