Weak and frightend,
Paralyzed and naked,
They are [bad word] for their lives.
Lives are taken,
Terrorists mistaken
For they use the young ones as refined living shields.

Pain and deep fear!
Hostage in an ancient rage between people, torn by their ideals.
Willing to die, willing to kill;
Hopeless and blind in their world where innocence dies.

Weak and frightend,
Paralyzed and naked,
They are [bad word] for their lives.
Lives are taken,
Terrorists mistaken 
For they use the young ones as refined living shields.

Rage and deep hate!
Isolated in an ancient war with people not so different from you.
Willing to fight, willing to try
To win an endless battle of
pride, while innocents die.

And then we see [bad word] 
See, the world is watching this,
And we can only try to understand what causes it.
And then we see the living,
See then crying for their dead.
Are we the ones to understand how crazy pain can get?

Some people turn in circles,
They can never break it through.
Some people lost their lives before they died
and now they want it back!

Loss and deep grief!
Engulfed in an ever present pain, ancient in practice.

Weak and frightend,
Paralyzed and naked,
they are [bad word] for their lives.
Lives are taken,
Terrorists mistaken
For they use the young ones as refined living shields.