Blood she'd eyes that stare with hate
And innocent souls rise to the sky
For politics, this murder

Terrorizing us

Rockets, filling the air

Look up, they're falling down
Sit high up in their chair
Horns blow, this is red dawn


You think you can decide what is right what is wrong
What's more important, human life or some god

Women and children, now they are all dead
And no one can wash this blood on thy hands


Ideals filling their minds
They want us all to be dead
Their blood thirst is one of a kind

They're mad, they're losing their heads

You think you can decide what is right what is wrong

What's more important, human life or some god
Women and children, now they are all dead
And no one can wash this blood on thy hands

On thy hands

Blood on thy hands!