All around there is hope
All around there is pain

All around sits a world
Full of decent people

All around sits a world
Full of murderous fiends

And what is it to me?
This world that I can see

This world of love and hate
Life and death
Of unbeknownst fate

Of the rich and the poor
The elite
The meek

All the same
but never knowing

What a shame

I'm merely an observer
And these are the things I've seen