Murs - International lyrics

Beijing to Seoul, Beirut to London A red flag's hoisting to the skies As if to say our time is coming As if a sun's begun to rise And can you hear the children singing About a future fair for all They'll live to see that red flag waving They'll live to see this order fall The old world dies in sheets of flame Its banks destroyed, its streets on fire And even stone is not written in stone The world is made of our desire With open eyes, and a sense of mission We'll realise our dream some day A universal recognition Of justice, healthcare, equal pay And can you hear the world insisting A single song in every throat On a new international system For which they'll never let us vote The old world dies in sheets of flame Its banks destroyed, its streets on fire And even stone is not written in stone The world is made of our desire!