The End of Peace - LOUNA

There is no mor time for talk

Night has fallen on our watch

We’re the ones who’ll make them stop

When we are all together

We’re the victims — so they thought

Maybe though it’s time we fought

Look at all the time we’ve got

To stand up here together

The double standard’s the infection

And so the wounds they can not close

One group of gods, one group of peasants

This is the golden rule

Open your eyes and you’ll see too

It’s coming at the speed of light now

The world will have its due

When b_____ hands do not accept the truth

The end of peace

There is no mor time for talk

Night has fallen on our watch

We’re the ones who’ll make them stop

When we are all together

We’re the victims — so they thought

Maybe though it’s time we fought

Look at all the time we’ve got

To stand up here together