what s become of the wars they won a pride idled population speak up for the life left inside our nation the river runs red it s black at the bottom and there we know nothing where the souls of the forgotten are resting in need but the human race and the fate on which they pray are dying today in the plague of a new age pile the bodies up burn them when they re young we ll still be singing the sorrow lives on take your part of the blame find your fix take what you can steal from the palm of a dying hand we feed on the flag we murdered the land broken our way it s time to take your part of the blame cancer feeds hatred breeds the children cry themselves to sleep cancer feeds hatred breeds the children cry themselves to sleep i ll hold my own unbroken and better off our plight to save reside the stray there s nothing left but tyranny i ll find truth in the end i m not dying again i m hurt but surviving decent it s black at the bottom and there we know nothing where the souls of the forgotten are resting in need but the human race and the fate on which they pray are dying today in the plague of a new age but the human race and the fate on which they pray are dying today in the plague of a new age we ve got nothing to lose we ve got nothing to gain we ve got nothing to lose we ve got nothing to gain