Blood shed eyes that stare with hate And innocent souls rise to the sky For politics, this murder Terrorizing us Rockets, filling the air Look up, they're falling down Sit high up in their chair Horns blow, this is red dawn You think you can decide what is right what is wrong Whats more important, human life or some god Women and children, now they are all dead And no one can wash this blood on thy hands Ideals filling their minds They want us all to be dead Their blood thirst is one of a kind They're mad, they're losing their heads You think you can decide what is right what is wrong Whats more important, human life or some god Women and children, now they are all dead And no one can wash this blood on thy hands On thy hands Blood on thy hands!