Lyrics
Will our voice be heard, if we can't be sure
there is anyone to hear?
And what if we're alone without a prayer?
Is there anyone who cares
down here?
Would you raise a glass, would you march the brass
for a man who shot your son?
Did you know there are those who actually do?
And it has been me and you
Is there nothing ringing true?
Is there nothing we can do?
It must be asked or we'll lose the past
in an orgy of greed and filth
How long will we turn a blind eye?
Until they throw us from on high?
Oh, what a horrible way to die
And is there nothing we can do?
