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 kill 
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...