Behold the boy with a hole in his head
See him tucked in upon his final bed
Covered in wrath from a barrel so deep
A simple squeeze and the boy's put to sleep
See the boy with clothes coloured red
Wrong ethnic background to a certain d**h lead
His country in ruins, his people in tears
Blind hate, fuelled by ignorance and fears
Courage and strength in man none to find
So much easier to be comfortably blind
We've seen it before and we promised ourselves
Never to do the same mistake twice
Never again, we promised the world
We thought that we'd learned, that we somehow turned wise
Behold the man with his face in the dirt
Three men, all bald, delivering hurt
The kicking of boots on his coloured skin
Three bald men, high on hate, let the madness begin
The turning of heads from all of mankind
For the comfort of being deaf, dumb and blind
We've seen it before and we promised ourselves
Never to do the same mistake twice
Never again, we promised the world
We thought that we'd learned, that we somehow turned wise
Feels like I'm giving in to indifference
Nothing to cover my shame
Humanity is sleeping, all eyes are shut
As for me, I am doing the same
The guilt I am feeling when seeing these visions
Showing me what's going on
Then seeing my hand reaching for the remote
Turn off and the nightmare is gone
We've seen it before and we promised ourselves
Never to do the same mistake twice
Never again, we promised the world
We thought that we'd learned, that we somehow turned wise