Picking up pieces

Of the deaths & diseases

As they daily increase, yeah

And nightly defeat, yeah

In words & in sounds

That ever surround

A people run to ground

In a siege with no bounds

Yet I still find

When I witness the times

Like a book with no rhyme

Or reason you'll find

That a picture can tell

What a thousand words shall

Of a misery made

By a terrorist state

By a terrorist state

Picking up pieces

Of the deaths & diseases

As they daily increase, yeah

And nightly defeat, yeah

In words & in sounds

That ever surround

A people run to ground

In a siege with bounds

Yet I still find

When I witness the times

Like a book with no rhyme

Or reason you'll find

That a picture can tell

What a thousand words shall

Of a misery made

By a terrorist state

I still find

When I witness the times

Like a book with no rhyme

Or reason you'll find

That a picture can tell

What a thousand words shall

Of a misery made

By a terrorist state

That a picture can tell

What a thousand shall

That a picture can tell

What a thousand words tell

Of a misery made

By a terrorist state