Take a look in the mirror Look at yourself But don´t you look too close Cause you just might see The person that you hate the most
Lord, what´s happening To this human race I can´t even see One friendly face Brothers fight brothers And sisters wink their eyes While silver tongues Bear fruits of poison lies Just take a look at your Children, born innocent Every boy and every girl Denying themselves a real Chance to build a better world Dear Lord, dear Lord What´s happening to Your precious dream It´s washing away on a Bloody, bloody stream
Take a look at your children Before it´s too late And tell them nobody wins When the prize is hate