Discerning the times, I see the signs appears
They're showing me...

Young Miss Pretty selling herself
Just to keep her habit fed - It never ends
So the baby dies instead

Compassion torn to pieces by simple truth not believed in

The rich man sees the work of his hands
And thinks he has arrived
The old man walks the streets at night
And dies from the cold outside

Compassion torn to pieces by simple truth not believed in
We'd like to think we've come so far
In our own eyes we're covered
But to he who sees all we stand naked

We stand naked!
We stand naked! Naked! We stand naked!
Only he can hide our shame

It seems that the modern man has come so far from the past
All of us here, we're moving along
But we're going nowhere fast
I'm sure the poor, the sick and the young would all agree
If the blind could see

Compassion torn to pieces by simple truth not believed in
We'd like to think we've come so far
In our own eyes we're covered
But to he who sees all we stand naked

We stand naked! Naked!
We stand naked! Naked! We stand naked!
We stand naked!

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.