Heretic

There's murder in the streets from the wars of our countries

for all of our women and children to see

Their lives will go on like there is nothing wrong

while the secrets of leaders of nations go on and on...

The sickness of the world has infected our dreams

and our strengths and our faith and god-given beliefs

But we cannot fight, what we cannot see

we'll sit and we'll listen and try not to think...

Help me stop this, help me please

We're all dying, no one believes me

While children are dying and starving for food

we're breathing in air that our cities pollute

We'll search for the divine that our science disproves

we're stuck here we're trapped left with nowhere to move...

But Clarity comes for the prices we'll pay

while our logic and reason make consciences fade

But certainly someone will rise up to save us

we'll vote and elect, there's no one to change us...

Help me stop this, help me please

We're all dying, no one believes

Help me stop this, help me please

We're all dying, no one believes me

But no one believes me

But no one believes me