In the end we will all be standing still
in the dust of broken homes, so afraid, so alone
Don't pretend you don't know what's going on
outside your front door, the war is on, all along

Disarming all the armies in the world
wouldn't end the fact murdering is fun
All the faith in the world and all the pride
make sure that everything is far from fine

Hear me now when everything we've done till now
is planting seeds of hate around, the work begins paying now
So it seems that everyone knows everything
there is to know 'bout loneliness, the work begins paying now

Disarming all the armies in the world
wouldn't end the fact murdering is fun
All the faith in the world and all the pride
make sure that everything is far from fine

The walls are closing in, does anybody care?
The walls are closing in, does anybody care?
The time is running out, does anybody care?
The time is running out, does anybody care?