Weak and frightend Paralyzed and naked they are children running for their lives Lives are taken Terrorists mistaken for they use the young ones as refined living shields Pain and deep fear Hostage in an ancient rage between people torn by their ideals Willing to die, willing to kill Hopeless and blind in their world where innocence dies Weak and frightend Paralyzed and naked they are children running for their lives Lives are taken Terrorists mistaken for they use the young ones as refined living shields Rage and deep hate Isolated in an ancient war with people not so different from you Willing to fight, willing to try to win an endless battle of pride while innocents die And then we see them running See the world is watching this And we can only try to understand what causes it And then we see the living See then crying for their dead Are we the ones to understand how crazy pain can get Some people turn in circles They can never break it through Some people lost their lives before they died and now they want it back! Loss and deep grief Engulfed in an ever present pain, ancient in practice Weak and frightend Paralyzed and naked they are children running for their lives Lives are taken Terrorists mistaken for they use the young ones as refined living shields