Nida Lyrics - Clark Anne

The world keeps watch where its jewels are sleeping - 

under desert sands , its black heart's beating 

the pulsing liquid earth - ours for the taking 

But beyond the marked borders , beyond strategic lines 

the dust's turning red , the wind's carrying cries 

and all around the world the world closed its eyes 

A people without land fights for existence 

as opposing winds disperse all calls for assistance 

Will their annihilation be the price of our silence ? 

The only sounds heard are oil-hungry nations' 

blood-thirsty threats of immediate action 

should the hold on resources ever be threatened 

their can be no excuses , no justification 

no heads turned away from their situation 

the price of our silence will be their annihilation ! 

Beyond the marked borders , beyond strategic lines 

the dust's turning red , the wind's carrying cries 

and all around the world the world closes its eyes.