Behold the boy with a hole in his head See him tucked in upon his final bed Covered in wrath from a barrel so deep A simple squeeze and the boy's put to sleep See the boy with clothes coloured red Wrong ethnic background to a certain d**h lead His country in ruins, his people in tears Blind hate, fuelled by ignorance and fears Courage and strength in man none to find So much easier to be comfortably blind We've seen it before and we promised ourselves Never to do the same mistake twice Never again, we promised the world We thought that we'd learned, that we somehow turned wise Behold the man with his face in the dirt Three men, all bald, delivering hurt The kicking of boots on his coloured skin Three bald men, high on hate, let the madness begin The turning of heads from all of mankind For the comfort of being deaf, dumb and blind We've seen it before and we promised ourselves Never to do the same mistake twice Never again, we promised the world We thought that we'd learned, that we somehow turned wise Feels like I'm giving in to indifference Nothing to cover my shame Humanity is sleeping, all eyes are shut As for me, I am doing the same The guilt I am feeling when seeing these visions Showing me what's going on Then seeing my hand reaching for the remote Turn off and the nightmare is gone We've seen it before and we promised ourselves Never to do the same mistake twice Never again, we promised the world We thought that we'd learned, that we somehow turned wise