Besedila: Poison. Native Tongue. The Scream.

A verdict heard by the jury's word, they're lying
I watch as the victims of the slave ships battle with the demons inside
But no wrong ever righted or proved by the innocent dying
I pray from the ashes of the ruins, the answer will rise

Hey, hey, hey
Hear their screams as they rise from the ashes
Hey, hey, hey
Lord save the soul, who can hear the scream

A child is born to a world that is slowly dying
He chooses to march to the beat of a different drum
Ooh, a man lays dead in the street, his mama is crying
The people, they measure this man by the damage he's done

Hey, hey, hey
Hear them scream as they rise from the ashes
Hey, hey, hey
Lord praise the man, who can hear the scream

Forgive us for our sins, I never meant the things I did
I never meant, I never meant, I never meant

Hey, hey, hey
Hear them scream as they rise from the ashes
Hey, hey, hey
Lord save the soul, who can hear the scream

Hey, hey, hey
Lord save the soul, Lord save the soul, Lord save the soul