Of the violence    They can't wash thier hands   For the sufferers   The treaties stand   But in a war   Of silent screams   Are the victims    Of another dream      Life on the outside   Has no cross to bear   Life on the outside   Has no guilt to share   The swords of justice   Will strike the blow   Is there life of the outside?   Tell us, we gotta know      Motivation has passed them by   The years of torment   Have just run dry   The fear of fear is nothing ne   The days are short   For the chosen few      You've fallen victim   To another lie   Your hopes are raised   Till the day you die   Face the truth, can't you realise   The dream is over   The dream has died