we should have a parade
to celebrate all that is different in this world
and then live without hate
and without love
without love
without love the holy land would just be sand
and the sand would blow away
we should find a release
and bite our tongues for a taste of peace
and the blood, let it run
yeah hung like me the bullets sound
a sweetest song till all along you find you just can't live
without love
without love
without love the holy land would just be sand
and the sand would blow away
without love
without love
without love...