The sound of their voice Those lives we have lost It doesn't make sense at all It doesn't make sense at all The light from the shore Those miles they have crossed It doesn't make sense at all It doesn't make sense at all Bloody hands cleaned up by money Stealing all resources No chance to choose no way to utter Sharks with ties and no remorse Have setback the world was ours The sound of their voice Those lives we have lost It doesn't make sense at all It doesn't make sense at all The light from the shore Those miles they have crossed It doesn't make sense at all It doesn't make sense at all