Here at the gaze of the blazing eyes

Here at the aim of the pointing finger

Teach us a lesson and send us to war

Is it the cure to make men of us all



They know all of our faces

See no yellow hair, blue eyes

They know all of our faces

In dark days, scapegoats blood spills



All of us soiled 'neath the creamy skins

All of us charged with imaginary sin

When we are the blameless and we are innocent

We are innocent