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WASTE LAND



Waste land show me tenderness

Amongst the hatred and hurting

For the fathers in Israel

Deeper in your heart is the love for your children



Jesu show me compassion

In the words of your preacher

There is a dragon in the holy land

Hate begats hate, in the name of your leader



Father show me sympathy

For the plight of your brother

Because every man needs a place to call home

Sometimes that means to share with another



Institution propaganda

There is political motive

To feed the people on the daily hate

Break from the bias, your love is your votive



Other mind, other time, legitimate, legitimate, legitimate, legitimate

Disrepute, persecute, hypocrite, hypocrite, hypocrite, hypocrite



No numen, all of them, calling men to pick up their weapon

No numen, guard of men, wanting them to dispute a border

No numen, all of them, calling men to show their aggression

When compassion sleeps, freedom weeps, so don’t fight peace, and don’t be the enemy



Soldier show me your own mind

And not the mind of your captain

Don’t believe the things you read

Believe the facts not the lies they are wrapped in



Zealot take responsibility

Don’t hide behind your steeple

We've got civilians they are fleeing their homes

But what is a home, without all the people?



General can you see the pain

That your actions are causing?

Because even conflict has a set of rules

Hospitals, schools, these are your limits



Tyrant you have blood on your hands

Hatred in your head, revenge in your chest

Cos every learner’s worth a million troops

Bribing your calf with the lives of their children



Other mind, other time, legitimate, legitimate, legitimate, legitimate

Disrepute, persecute, hypocrite, hypocrite, hypocrite, hypocrite



No numen, all of them, calling men to pick up their weapon

No numen, guard of men, wanting them to dispute a border

No numen, all of them, calling men to show their aggression

When compassion sleeps, freedom weeps, so don’t fight peace, and don’t be the enemy



No numen, all of them, calling men to pick up their weapon

No numen, guard of men, wanting them to dispute a border

No numen, all of them, calling men to show their aggression

When compassion sleeps, freedom weeps, so don’t fight peace, and don’t be the enemy