Judgement Days

'Cause I'm disbelieving again.
Disruption to comfort is all you can see
As you get up, don't wake up, just stay stuck in your short sighted mind.
Genocide didn't end in '45,
'Cause now you're leaving them all to die.
And I'm disbelieving again, again, again.
It seems that those who aren't your friends
Deserve a bullet in the head.
It seems that those who aren't your friends
Are suspects.
How can it be that a short stretch of sea can loose us all concept of humanity,
And help us become nothing but a "Bigoted bunch of thugs!"
Why can't you see we're all human beings?
And our lives shouldn't be determined by our nationality.
I hope you understand these people already lost their lives,
And I hope they're never judging us,
The way we're judging them.
Then it'll be them who's denying us life.
It seems that those who aren't your friends
Deserve a bullet in the head.
It seems that those who aren't your friends
Are suspects.
You'd think with all the pain that our country has inflicted
That we'd be going out our ways to put some positive back.
But all that we seem able to go and do,
Is make sure no one damages the interests of the few.
I hope you understand these people already lost their lives,
And I hope they're never judging us,
The way we're judging them.
Then it'll be them who's denying us life.