A new divorce, I want to separate myself
From all these endless cold blooded wars
I close my eyes but wherever I turn myself
I find another source of no remorse
Moving towards the verge of collapse
And I can't force you or anyone else to help me to restore
And I despise, when we act like all this came as a surprise
And we don't see why
The skies filled with bombers
And we have to bear in mind
That children die in the third world because of lies
What a surprise, the suddenness of the crisis demands us all to rise
Disbelief, sadness and guilt
Breaking down everything beautiful we built
And the residents, flooded out of their houses
By the thousands as the sky went black
Another conflict is evolving and there is no turning back
We shake our heads in disgust as we see the almost dead people
Keep begging for water and bread
The stealth bomber will find it 's way, sneaking up on it's pray
It 's fairly depressing to conclude, that this is just another bad day
And we have to bear in mind that children die, in the third