Worlds Apart

Hatebreed · Satisfaction Is The Death Of Desire [1997]

Conditioned to feel nothing

We turn our backs on all these crimes

Cries fall on deaf ears, and the killing continues

They say what we don't know will never hurt us

But nothing could be, further from the truth



[chorus]



In your uncaring life - we are worlds apart

In this race doomed to fail - we are worlds apart

In this system you support - we are worlds apart

In my soul - we are worlds apart (we are worlds apart)



Worlds apart

(worlds apart)