كلمات Rifles

I see the rifles coming over the hill And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill But if they think like me You'll be as dead as he I see the lion crawling over your bed And if you stay awake, your walk in lead To what you know will be Never lets you breathe I see no color in your eyes I see no images at all I see no color in your eyes And no reflections no earth or sky I won't let you take him away And I won't give to you the fires of hate So I will never see What you've done to me I see no color in your eyes I see no images at all I see no color in your eyes And no reflections no earth or sky Now you come alive With the world at your side Now you come alive With the world at your side I see the rifles coming over the hill And if you shout maybe they stop and won't kill But if they think like me You'll be as dead as he, hesitating I see no color in your eyes I see no images at all I see no color in your eyes And no reflections no earth or sky Now you come alive With the world at your side Now you come alive With the world at your side