Taking in all I can see
I can't see what's ahead and I don't want to see what's lying behind 
No way out and no way to stay 
My reason is blind my reason is blind yeah 
Always claim the road revenge 
But the cry for vengeance only seems to lead to spilling more blood 
Who can say how it began 
What really counts is that nobody can say how it will end 

You live in hell - you create hell 
I ask you why, you say - I don't know 

All your brooks they speak of peace 
But, murder and death seem to be the only things you want done 
Must be something out of Kafka's dreams 
A never ending cycle of blood 
Making men killing machines 
Whose only goal is to add to the rising body count 
You claim to kill in the name of god 
For a god of peace he seems to revel in the seasons of blood 

Never think about the end it is easier to hate than to live on in peace 
Unleashed a violent rage 
You don't seem to mind and you don't seem to need a good reason why 
Looking for someone to hate 
I see these lives I see to many lives wasted this way 
All your leaders they are the same 
Now one seeks peace not one seeks peace