There will come a time
When the walls you try to climb
Will be cast into the sea
But how many bodies in the sand
Will it take to understand
They're just like you and me?
Their blood is red
Well, cut your hand
And tell me what you find
Their blood is red
Just like mine
The rivers of blood
Know not the bodies from
Which surged the crimson flood
Nor their hearts which beat and loved
In the lands they're running from
Their homes once whole now torn
The lines that you draw will haunt you
The lines that you draw will haunt you
Their blood is red
Well, cut your hand
And tell me what you find
Their blood is red
Just like mine
Brother, do you notice?
Sister, do you feel?
Tell me if you know
This is real
Cause I've been dreaming of the water
It's been haunting me for days
And while you're busy with your borders
I'm lost in the waves
Their blood is red
Well, cut your hand
And tell me what you find
Their blood is red
Just like mine
