And no-one ever does
When they walk thin ice
This is a lake and you are drowning
I hear the screams, I hear the whispers
The sounds of horror and of dying
Carnage on the coast
It washes all ashore
And you eat what you can cook
But you're not hungry so you go kill more
Don't look twice
And would you be so brave
If they could fight?
This is a sport, you gentlemen and ladies
I hear the shots, I hear the knives
How would you feel if I killed your babies?
Carcasses in the cribs
It washes all to sea
I can't put an end to all this shame
But I won't condone
And I will blame