Hey little brother, our fathers 'gone mad
They're selling in the name of god
First I was amazed, like all the other kids
Starring at a church full of mud
Then I saw candles with signs on the wall
"The small one's two bucks, the big is eight"
Then I was wondering, how far have we walked
Away from wisdom and faith
Hey little brother, our fathers 'gone mad
They're killing in the name of god
I used to look the same way with bright and twinkling eyes
At a statue that's been covered with mud
On both sides the arms are getting loaded in His name
On both sides I hear "God is great"
Maybe their god is just simply the same
Or maybe it's just not about faith
Here stops my vision, and I couldn't see that much
Hardly awake in my sleep
Every night I think of my last dream
What it could mean to me
Stand on my feet and look out my screen
Wondering who's starring at me
Always the same face, but not the same way
Wondering what does it see