The blood was the chroma-key
And the bullets were the signs
"Action" to the spot lights
Start recording when a child
Was killed by the audience eyes
On scene in real time
It's a fake show in the real life
Their life is not a choice
Stepping on uncrossing lines
Enemies slam, strike, with strong fist
I heard a thousand hearts
Playing a single song
Expressing their pride
Hidden by walls to keep themselves alive
After the intolerance, that opened too much
Scars that hurt, how can get then closed?
The fear and rage explode everywhere
Ashes from the past they're coming back
Catch your breath, it's maybe the last chance
Never in a kept guarded liberty
I heard a thousand hearts
Playing a single song
Expressing their pride
Hidden by walls to keep themselves alive
In everything but the promises
Trust is not in their lexicon
Apocalypse is now
It's my god or your god
The hate comes from the same place
I don't know how it just to be
A mid facts I represent and understand
What my eyes can see
