Bag of Bones

The call of the wild can hear it cries in the wind
A cry from the ones who never is showed the way in
The sound of the ones who wants a revenge
The sound of the ones forgotten, forgotten in shame

We've seen it through out of our lives almost every day
Pictures off people who might nerver see a new day
The hope that once lived inside off their eyes
Every day it is fading and one day it dies

It's strange how the world is working do you understand
How come that some people are thought of as being less worth
Now who's to decide... who lives or who dies
Maybe it's God i guess he do mind
I know i believe but sometimes he's hard to find

A tale of how life chooses who's born to win
The looser is standing in silence just try to get in
If they speak it's for ears death to their vice
All that they wan't is another choice

To live like a king and not be a bag of bones
To live like a king and not be a bag of bones



Credits
Writer(s): Pat Patrik
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