Ask the dust
The fight is over
Put away
Put away your guns
The fight is over
The fight is over

Hope is a rope
Around the neck

Suffocating
Suffocating
(And we are drowning)

Ask the dust
All this rush
And for what?

Hope is a rope
Around the neck

And the fight is over
The fight is over

Suffocate me
Suffocate me
(And we are drowning)