Earth Song [Radio Edit] (Feat. Project Pitchfork)

What can we do?
What can we do?
Mortify, the reward of the lie
Mortify, the reward of the lie
What we've learned in the years of brutality
We sold our souls too easily
Where the flowers are growing on bloody sand
We're walking on to dead man's land
Where the lover is killing by government
We perish off a greedy hand
In this world there's only behind facade
Lies and words of contempt and hate
We're ready to kill all the hopes and dreams
We are ready to kill, to pay the bill
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness that I could escape
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness that I could escape
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness, only others must pay
Flying away
Obsessed by the madness, only others must pay
But what can we do if there isn't a space
Holding the earth as a man kind's place
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
Mortify, the reward of the lie
Mortify, the reward of the lie
What we've learned in the years of brutality
We sold our souls too easily
Where the flowers are growing on bloody sand
We're walking on to dead man's land
Where the lover is killing by government
We perish off a greedy hand
In this world there's only behind facade
Lies and words of contempt and hate
We're ready to kill all the hopes and dreams
We are ready to kill, to pay the bill
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do? Stop marching in a queue
What can we do?