Lyrics

Dust along the broken road chokes the golden sun In the land of stolen breath a shot rings out from a child's gun And chaos rains without a tear upon unburied treasures here They find no honour or respect in the land of stolen breath A woman sold tea in the square and brought the pennies home But not today; her pennies lay beside her on the stone Her children wait, the shadows fall on hopes for her return They wait to hear a lullaby they have not yet learned And chaos rains without a tear upon unburied treasures here They find no honour or respect in the land of stolen breath And chaos rains without a tear upon unburied treasures here They find no honour or respect in the land of stolen breath He took sides with bread and bullets In no-man's land, he's an orphan king Father died in diseased abandon Power owns what widows bring Townships float upon the sea of human greed and misery The deserts feed on refugees - we watch it all on TV Pure religion is just this: to greet the widow with a kiss Feed the orphan, love the poor of these bloody civil wars And chaos rains without a tear upon unburied treasures here They find no honour or respect in the land of stolen breath And chaos reigns without a tear upon unburied treasures here They find no profit, just neglect, in the land of stolen breath Stolen breath Stolen