كلمات Washing Their Hands

The rain is falling, Erasing all regrets, The wind is blowing again. The sun is bright, Over another shame, We dare to do the same How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel re-intro Out of control Now what we're going to do Playing that role again Out of control I need another clue To kill the soul of the bane How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel So we can't imagine That we'll be the next I'm afraid it's real And we still believe In the human races You know what I mean How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel How you feel, In a world where they have all the rights to kill, Washing their hands. Is it real? the sky is darkened by a thousand birds of steel