Grip your god of war Pull your psycho lore Will we suffer no more? Before we die, the flames will reach the sky We'll justify when the children's blood dries Soon, time will bring the rain So we can remain here, and wash away the pain Soon, time will bring the rain So we can remember, and wash away the pain Sift through the dust and the blood here Lay up and reach for the sky Dream of the stars and wish to them That someday we won't have to hide