Standing on a beach

With a gun in my hand

Staring at the sea

Staring at the sand

Staring down the barrel

At the arab on the ground

See his open mouth

But hear no sound



I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger

Killing an arab



I can turn and walk away

Or I can fire the gun

Staring at the sky

Staring at the sun

Whichever I choose

It amounts to the same



Absolutely nothing



I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger

Killing an arab



Feel the steel butt jump

Smooth in my hand

Staring at the sea

Staring at the sand

Staring at myself

Reflected in the eyes of

The dead man on the beach



The dead man

On the beach



I'm alive

I'm dead

I'm the stranger

Killing an arab