I steal to feed
I fight to breathe
Through hunger not greed
I find these days it's the
Only way I can survive
What have I done with my life?
Is this the end
When two worlds colide
Oh, in this dusty city
With all the gods on the hill
Will not one of them help us
The temple which they
Built is an empty shell
The people who I see
Scurrying on the streets
Oblivious to our needs
I wonder sometimes how so
Many could be so blind
What have I done with my life?
Is this the end
When two worlds colide
What have I done with my life?
Is this the end
When two worlds colide
Today I stole the sun from the sky
The color from the heart of a rose
Today I took food from the
Hand of a starving child
What have I done with my life?
Is this the end
When two worlds colide
What have I done with my life?
Is this the end
When two worlds colide
I guess that makes me a bad man