To The God Of Abraham. To The God Of Abraham. Krishna, Krishna.
The Way Of The Sun And The Way Of The Tide, Never Could Predict The Way Of A Life. That Many Of Times Has Been Undone. By The Way, The Way Of A Gun. And The Way Of The Earth In The Universe, Is As Free As A Flight, The Flight Of A Bird. But The Right Of The Reason Has Been Overrun By The Way, The Way Of A Gun.
Turn This Place Into What It Was. A Paradise Made For Us. Change The World Into What It Was, A Paradise.
What Will Be Is What Must Be It's Time To Act And Oversee The Problems That Have Been Created By People Through A World They Hated Men Make Rockets To The Moon They Fly Is That The Next Place That's Gonna Die We Should Scream Like A Child At Birth So Listen, Save The Earth.
To The God Of Abraham. Krishna. Krishna
Children, Women And Men Get Hurt. Destruction Is A Common Word Whether It's A Nation, A Forest Or A Land It's All Struck Down By The Way Of A Hand Spray Some More Into The Ozone-Layer Who Cares About Us Later When We're Breathless No Air To Breath Will That Brings Us To Our Needs.