Rain is falling down on your glorious land The weapons have cooled down now Still standing in the sand I see happy children playing In the backyard of their homes The TV shows a country Where no terror roams You say the war is over But two more corpses every day You tell us about happy people But nothing seems to be ok. Why do you fight a helpless county Do you have a license to k** I watch you crawl in torment yearning for a thrill Take my hand show me the places unknown I want to see the abyss of your soul. Sometimes i got a feeling That sick brains rule the world And we can watch the great fall In front of CNN Take my hand... Take my hand show me the place Of your infinite hate against these nations Show me how the devil's spirit Takes a hold Take my hand...