Burning Heads

All's Fine

Burning Heads


The third world is calling 
The third world is calling you 
The third world is calling 
The third world is calling you 
Feels like we're back in the middle ages
We're making this world our own cage
We've locked the door, thrown away the key,
Calling our brothers our ennemies 

The third world is calling 
The third world is calling you 
The third world is calling 
The third world is calling you 

Sightless leaders in an ivory tower
Sightless, sightless
Never realized, never realized
That it was bound to happen
Now it's you, .... , you,
It's you for whom the bell tolls