Brotherhood
Our existence but figures, Insignificant numbers
In reality we're all the same
We are brothers of the world, yet divided
We stand for race and belief, to what end
Incessant, we are relentless
Our world will be torn apart by a chaos of indifference
There is no victory here, There is only bloodshed
There is only bloodshed, I'm reaching out my hands
We are called, to take cities
We are called, to be more than conquerors
Where can I run
We are called, to take cities
We are called, to be more than conquerors
Where can I run
Where is the escape from this conflict
Where can I run
When we've lost all sight of our humanity
We are the beasts to our demise
My god
I'm reaching out my hands
There is no victory here
There is no victory here
We are called, to take cities
We are called, to be more than conquerors
Where can I run
We are called, to this city
We are called, to be so much more than what this world has offered us
I see humans, but no humanity
This is not human nature, this is just your disgusting behaviour
You are the product of a creator's perfect hand
Why can't you act like it
My God
I'm reaching out my hands
There is no victory here
There is no victory here
My God
Lost in this broken land
I'm reaching out my hands
I'm reaching out my hands
My God
I'm reaching out my hands
There is no victory here
There is no victory here
My God
I'm reaching out my hands
This cannot be the end
This cannot be the end
In reality we're all the same
We are brothers of the world, yet divided
We stand for race and belief, to what end
Incessant, we are relentless
Our world will be torn apart by a chaos of indifference
There is no victory here, There is only bloodshed
There is only bloodshed, I'm reaching out my hands
We are called, to take cities
We are called, to be more than conquerors
Where can I run
We are called, to take cities
We are called, to be more than conquerors
Where can I run
Where is the escape from this conflict
Where can I run
When we've lost all sight of our humanity
We are the beasts to our demise
My god
I'm reaching out my hands
There is no victory here
There is no victory here
We are called, to take cities
We are called, to be more than conquerors
Where can I run
We are called, to this city
We are called, to be so much more than what this world has offered us
I see humans, but no humanity
This is not human nature, this is just your disgusting behaviour
You are the product of a creator's perfect hand
Why can't you act like it
My God
I'm reaching out my hands
There is no victory here
There is no victory here
My God
Lost in this broken land
I'm reaching out my hands
I'm reaching out my hands
My God
I'm reaching out my hands
There is no victory here
There is no victory here
My God
I'm reaching out my hands
This cannot be the end
This cannot be the end
Credits
Writer(s): Denham Wade Lee, Mcgregor Malcolm Murchie, Hayden Leigh Edwards, Alexander Tetis, Joseph Thomas Keating, Michal Mis
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