Looking out my window staring
At the things that I can´t see
If I listen closely
I can hear, I can hear, hear a dying dream

I´m wrapped up in the warmth
Of an unforgiving mind
I´m on vacation in another time

And we can thank the TV
We can thank the men of old
For this legacy of hate
Somehow, somehow they have sold

I´m wrapped up in the warmth
Of an unforgiving game
I´m on vacation in the Land of Shame

When the pigs are flying
And it´s freezing cold in hell
Maybe we´ll forgive the children, baby
Only time can tell

Yeah yeah!

If I listen closely
I can hear, I can hear, hear a dying dream
I am on vacation in the Land of Shame

We´ll be alone together
In a world we call our own
We´ll be alone together
In a place that doesn´t feel like home

Yeah yeah!

I can hear, I can hear, hear a dying dream
(Dying dream!
Dying dream!
Dying dream!)

We´ll be alone together
(In a world we call our own)
We´ll be alone together
(In a place that doesn´t feel like home)
We´ll be alone together
(In a world we call out own)
We´ll be alone together
(In a place that doesn´t feel like home)


We´ll be alone together
We´ll leave this land of shame