I was born with a clean heart
Then you stained it now it’s falling a-
Part of it is tired of the beating
Part of it is ready to reveal that
Behind these walls are sleeping soldiers
They fill the sky with circling vultures
For no love ever comes to live
If we do not fight
We build walls to protect but
They keep us locked inside
If you go looking I’ll be outside
Leave the shadow we can no longer hide
Inside these walls we are dying
To be living is to fight so we’re
Waking up our sleeping soldiers
We’ll clear the sky from circling vultures
For no love ever comes to live
If we do not fight
We build walls to protect but
They keep us locked inside
