There's a heat in the land beneath our feet There's no more place to wander There's a pain in the faces that we meet Of the child we are no longer CHORUS It's in the way that they run The way that they force us to fall It's in the way that they run Powering over us all Our cities they burn but not a sole will move out of the fire Our heros have wildly lost control They let it burn on higher CHORUS There's a heat in the land beneath our feet there's no more place to wander There's a pain in the faces that we meet of the child we are no longer CHORUS