We see Eden where there is intolerance...
We dream about a world of peace,
but we kill ourselves piece by piece.
We feed our endless human stain,
it's higher than the highest mountain.
We dream about a world full of grace,
but we send our fellows to the grave
We believe, we are wise and brave,
but we build a world of disgrace.
We feel Eden where there is violence…
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