Guilty Pain

A scene out of a movie, the beautiful fireworks
The stairway to heaven? The countdown begins
The plaza we were so used to playing in turns to rubble
Leaving nothing behind but a mountain of corpses

What do people teach themselves, from repeating history over and over again
Teaching mortality, the cold iron rain
Still not knowing the true meaning of rising up
I can't put a gun in my hands

The wings I was given
Spread around the world
From this small island
So, now, carried on the wind
The wings I was given
Can do nothing but sing
Other than that, they can't do anything
So why won't the tears stop?

The birds flew away, vanishing to a distant sky
The land of the gods is nowhere to be found, somehow

The barefoot children's tears have dried
Searching for the dreams from before this control

Inside the television, the soldiers from every country
Using words to mask the "hate..." they taught
Still not knowing the net worth of the bloodshed alone
I can't ascend to heaven

The wings I was given
Spread around the world
From this small island
So, now, carried on the wind
The wings I was given
Can do nothing but sing
Other than that, they can't do anything
So why won't the tears stop?

The birds flew away, vanishing to a distant sky
The land of the gods is nowhere to be found, somehow