They came, they conquered a myth beneath the sand A holy structure built over beliefs it stands One day they razed, set ablaze the walls did not withstand A broken faith above a myth beneath the sand A nation was plagued a riot ravaged the land While the pyres burned no resolution at hand Loss of life and livelihood damage to public property Not one who is accountable for the suffering and misery Ayodhya Burns Divided by faith, Torn by violence Nothing holy, nothing sacred Ayodhya Desecrated
Holy wars once waged return to haunt the grave Empty promises, betrayed religious honour at stake The cries, the screams of women and children slain No mercy no compassion redemption for the years of pain. Ayodhya Burns Divided by faith, Torn by violence Nothing holy, nothing sacred Ayodhya desecrated and it burns.
And it has been settled or so that is what they say Still dividing by religion and to which god we pray At the end of it all there is no god And that is the only true belief forsake the plastic demon And see what the book really means no religion ever did preach The roads they all lead to the same We must be divided no more and put religion into the grave.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
