They wait for sunrise
They prey each day
They've seen their futures
All fade away
They have their reasons
No one can tame
Four wounded tigers
Are all the same
I feel their sorrow
I sense their rage
No one will change them
In their cage
They'll rule the killing fields
And know no shame
Four wounded tigers
Are all the same
You can't undo
What you have done
You've no idea
What you've begun
They stun delusions
You'll stake your claim
You wounded tigers
Are all the same
Someone has stolen
Land of the free
And traded freedom
For slavery
Will pay? such? ages
In fear and shame
Four wounded tigers
Are all the same
We can't undo
What we have done
Our God is greed
Father and Son
Our lust for glory
Fortune and fame
We wounded tigers
Are all the same
We wounded tigers
Are the same
