i take a look around
with open eyes
all i see is a wickedness
that i despise
and i know i'm part of it
doin' wrong each day
i wish i could spread my arms
and simply fly way

i see people filled with grief
depression and sorrow
frustrated cause they realized
this world is goin' down
the evil reign merciless
don't care about the cries
and those who can't defend themselves
are bound to suffer 'n' die


where is my hope?
where is my hope?
where is my peace?
where is my peace?
where is the power that is ending this disease?
where is my joy?
where is my joy?
where is the love?
where is the love?
all i know is: i got one help
it's gods help from above

from above

right in this moment children starve
there's nothing to eat
it sounds like a cliche
it's sad we're getting used to it
right in this moment
wars are fought that no one needs
and the warmongers
don't care about their deeds

and i hear people cryin'
in this town each night
because they hit the floor
and the end of their tunnel shows no light
where is that social system
that was meant to help?
it's like it's always been
some rule and others live in hell

where is my hope...

and i can try to help

and i can try to change
the things that i don't like
but the wickedness is overwhelming