Something you've heard
Somewhere you've seen
You've chosen not to believe
Too real to ignore
From the black of their pain
To the white of their fear
While eden lies near
In the dust they die
The freedom bought,
Changed hands, was sold
Like flames reaching out from the sun
This heat of love has turned ice-cold
We just can't escape it
We can't defeat it
Like flames reaching out from the sun
From the garden of love,
Been banished too long
Between the week and the strong
But now they demand
And the balance will shift
Once they would beg and they would plead
Divided by those that need
And those that command
Changed hands, was sold
The freedom bought,
The heat of love has turned ice-cold and
We never learn but we know too well
Heaven's died and gone to hell
Now you watch but you shoud have run
Like flames that leap from the base of the sun
And you dream you're free but you'll awake
Too much too late, too much too late
