Along the murky roads of exile
Plowing through heavy rain for miles
Women wandering with children dressed in rags
As far as the eye can see
Military trucks keep passing by
Splashing people walking by their side
The weakest ones, they start to fall behind
As far as the eye can see
This land has been doomed forever
This land may never recover
An old man digs the earth with his bare hands
To give his son a decent burial
While another man points a gun at his forehead
As far as the eye can see
Further away a band of horses fled
From a barn that had been set in flames
And someone there starts bursting into laughter
As far as the eye can see
This land has been doomed forever
This land may never recover
Far from the slumps where misery lies
The rich keep living off the fat of the land
While beggars fight each other for the leftovers
As far as the eye can see
The masters still dominate the slaves
Who implore God or whoever to save them
Only the strong will survive in the end
As far as the eye can see
This land has been doomed forever
This land may never recover
And when the sun sets on the wasteland
When the night comes and the guns go silent
The smell of powder is all that remains
As far as the eye can see
As far as the eye can see
As far as the eye can see