Paths are crossed and bombs are falling
troops are hiding, some are calling
A cry for help, left in the darkness
Man left behind, but we come back to survive

They pray and fight for the next day
We call them the great survivors
But would we need them without the sick minds in this world?
People make hell; for an other
These saints, they pay the price
We call them the great survivors
With a messed-up mind

Bleeding children without a future
They play with guns instead of toys, they never smile
Man killed by mind, can? t erase these memories
Why do we fight for what is right when this is all wrong?

Help me, I don? t want to die
Please don? t leave me here

Please help for war is here
A cry in need, we bleed
Please help for war is here
This pain we feed, survivors they? ll still bleed
These messed-up memories
Survivors they still bleed

They pray and fight for the next day
We call them the great survivors
But would we need them without the sick minds in this world?
People make hell; for an other
These saints, they pay the price
We call them the great survivors
With a messed-up mind

They pray and fight for the next day
We call them the great survivors
But would we need them without the sick minds in this world?
People make hell; for an other
These saints, they pay the price
We call them the great survivors
With a messed-up mind