We believe but we are deceased
Or rather soon to be
I act surprised
Abused in the seas
It's just enough to feed the trees

We believe but we are not free
This wasteland is our prison
I act surprised
I see the bones through your skin
This radiation from within

I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore
I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore

We believe but we can't see
The coming of the storm
I act surprised
There's warnings from time to time
Signs of our only crime

We are the scum of the earth
We plunder and rape
We can't see the new breed
But act like its ours to take

I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore
I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore

We believe but we don't see

I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore
I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore

I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore
I grant you
This torn land, I'd rather not live here anymore

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Writer(s): Anders Friden, Bjorn Gelotte, Jesper Stromblad