Roof Of The World - One Minute Silence

As I look back my anger turns to rage

These eyes become the windows to a cage

Peace?

When has peace had its page?

Nothing but the same old story

As I look back, it looks me in the face

Once small step means McDonald’s in space

To sleep soundly is to know your place

Nothing but the same old story

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world

Crashed down on my head and crumbled

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world

Crashed down on my head and crumbled

As I look back every killer has his day

Little Boy, Fat Man and Enola Gay

In God we trust and bombs away

Nothing but the same old story

As I look back my anger turns to hate

Six million Jews just to test my faith

The voice of reason is a limited trait

Nothing but the same old story

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world

Crashed down on my head and crumbled

Sometimes I feel like the roof of the world

Crashed down on my head and crumbled

As I look back it looks me in the face

Our legacy is a lesson in waste

Of things to come maybe just a taste

And all for the greater glory

And all for the greater glory

And all for the greater glory