Blood On Our Hands (written by Saskia Boree)
We're fetched each down
We're prejudice our neighbours
We incite
We're insult when they coloured brown
We're take advance of others
But we're not invited
We're prejudice our neighbours
We incite
We're insult when they coloured brown
We're take advance of others
But we're not invited
CHORUS
We are not defenite sacred
Whipe it away, whipe away the sand
Everything we do is wrong
Everything is a crime
Fight away our demons in our heads
We are not defenite sacred
Whipe it away, whipe away the sand
Everything we do is wrong
Everything is a crime
Fight away our demons in our heads
We are fade away in time
We couldn't stay that strong
Wound fluid couldn't change in wine
There's too much blood on our hands
We couldn't stay that strong
Wound fluid couldn't change in wine
There's too much blood on our hands
We're crossed our black lines
There clings always blood on our hands
Trying to get a better look of the world
All I see is too much desiccating
There's an resolution for anything
All I see is too much desiccating
There's an resolution for anything
We're fetched each upon high hills
We're prejudice our fellow-creature
We hate
We're swallow each pains, we take their pills
We're take advance of others
But we're complain about our fate
(chorus)
We're prejudice our fellow-creature
We hate
We're swallow each pains, we take their pills
We're take advance of others
But we're complain about our fate
(chorus)
We sprinkled sand in each eyes
Whipe away this blinding sand
Whipe away all the blood upon our hands....
Whipe away this blinding sand
Whipe away all the blood upon our hands....
Produced by SJM-productions, 2007/ 2008