I see rockets in the desert sky

I see flesh and blood and I don't know why

I've seen fathers and I've seen them die

I've seen mothers and their daughters cry

surprised soldiers with holes in their heads

smiling presidents sweating in their beds

dreaming of the land where the black gold flows

where the sun always shines

and the desert wind blows



it's always one step forward and two steps back

they stumble and fall and break their necks

in the land of the killing fountains



once it was god's land in the middle-ages

now blue helmets try to stop the rage

while rocket launchers burn the sand

that's what you call the promised land



it's always one step forward and two steps back

they stumble and fall and break their necks

in the land of the killing fountains

you can kill bodies but you can't kill religion

this is the truth and peace is the fiction

in the land of the killing fountains



and millions die with a silent smile

seven days a week and the years pass by



in the land of the killing fountains

where the black gold flows

where the desert wind blows