What Justifies The Pain?

[Verse 1]
Oh, tell me now, my dear, what justifies the pain?
What on earth makes violence ever seem sane?
Is it the promise of a world more fair,
Or the foolish pride of those who dare
To claim the ends can cleanse the stains,
Of broken hearts and shattered reigns?

[Chorus]
From Stalin’s grip to Mao’s command,
To every inch of stolen land,
Tell me, my friends, what do you see?
Is there a truth that sets us free?
Or do we dance to the same old song,
Believing right can come from wrong?

[Verse 2]
They said the bombs on Hiroshima’s shores
Would end a war, prevent more wars.
But what of lives turned into dust,
The silent screams of broken trust?
Do numbers add up to some great peace,
When history’s wounds have yet to cease?

[Bridge]
Oh, they speak of order, speak of gain,
But what justifies the mothers’ pain?
The fathers lost, the children weep,
As history digs its grave so deep.
What on earth, my friends, justifies
The lies that blind our very eyes?

[Verse 3]
Look at apartheid’s cold divide,
Or the Inquisition’s holy pride,
They claimed a cause, they claimed a need,
But all I see is human greed.
The fools who bamboozle, fools who scheme,
Turning justice into a fevered dream.

[Chorus]
From Stalin’s grip to Mao’s command,
To every inch of stolen land,
Tell me, my friends, what do you see?
Is there a truth that sets us free?
Or do we dance to the same old song,
Believing right can come from wrong?

[Outro]
So tell me now, my dear, what justifies the pain?
Can anything make violence ever seem sane?
Or do we learn from the tales of old,
That love, not power, is what we hold?
Oh, what justifies, what justifies the pain?