Ask the dust
The fight is over
Put away
Put away your guns
The fight is over
The fight is over
Hope is a rope
Around the neck
Suffocating
Suffocating
(And we are drowning)
Ask the dust
All this rush
And for what?
Hope is a rope
Around the neck
And the fight is over
The fight is over
Suffocate me
Suffocate me
(And we are drowning)