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You can sail in the desert with a ship of fools

You can smuggle in Moses and his book of rules

But you can't take a mother and give her back her son

What kind of freedom is bought with a gun?

People like to build their prison walls

When they're afraid to look inside

A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won't bring the dead back from the cold...

Political speeches they are lying in the mud

Nothing else matters but money and blood

Tyranny of freedom is do what you like

There's a world gone crazy, cause it can't say no

People like to build their prison walls

When they're afraid to look inside

A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won't bring the dead back from the cold...

A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won't bring the dead back from the cold...

"What is it that produces the light?

What is it that makes these thousand points of light shine?

What is it that will make America a kinder and gentler nation?

Perhaps I should ask who, who is it?" (George Bush)

There should be time for love

But there's too much room for hate

Too sliding of the truth

Too much abuse of wasted youth

There's a time for dying

And a time for living too

Had enough of media lies

Had enough of your alibis

A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won't bring the dead back from the cold...

A thousand points of light

Are the muzzle flashes in the night

And the freedoms you profess to hold

Won't bring the dead back from the cold...