Land Minds

Famine, drought with casted mines,
Starving, starvation of the hunger,
Peel the orange and feel the change,
Countless mines that lie scattered,
Waiting for their next prey,
Who's it going to be,
Maybe he or maybe she,
The next event of the starving free,
And I have no speech, no democracy.

Arched are the men of other faith,
Bend to the shadow of constant hate,
And who’s waiting,
Tell me who’s waiting,
Coz, I have no betting,
As death and chaos reign supreme.

Famine, drought and casted mines,
Famine, drought with casted mines,
Starving, starvation of the hunger,
Peel the orange and feel the change.