Brother's Plea
Music by Alexey Markov
Lyrics by Cris Arens
Guitars and vox - Alexey Markov
Bass and keyboards - Ivan Izotov
Flute - Oleg Mishin
Drums - Sergey Serebrennikov
Video by Vlademir Dergach
Lyric animation by Dima Vatsuro
Lyrics:
Four thousand years ago, as it was told,
Your Daddy took my Mommy cause yours was cold,
Sarah had an awakening in her womb
In the wasteland, to meet our doom
Verse 1:
I’m reaching out over sands of time,
Trying to determine how to end these crimes,
They're killing children in God's name,
Help me show 'em this isn't a game
Pre-Chorus:
Millenniums later we remain at war.
24 sides trying to even the score
Self fulfilling prophecies predict the end
Building weapons I can’t comprehend
CHORUS:
Brother! From another Mother
Let me reach out to you
Verse 2
We crawled through the desert in total despair,
Angel appeared in the midnight air,
He showed us visions of fame to come
Religions springing from our blood
Pre-Chorus:
Millenniums later we remain at war.
24 sides trying to even the score
Unless we change soon, no one wins
Reach out your hand, let’s begin
Brother! From another Mother
Let me reach out to you
SOLO
VERSE 3
Politicians and generals frantically scheme
Near the edge of the madman’s dream
Don’t let the bulldozers and settlers roam,
We’ll call off the jihad from your home
PRE
Sons and daughters....prophets and kings
Decay became oil then material things,
Self fulfilling prophecies predict the end
Building weapons I can’t comprehend
Brother! From another Mother
Let me reach out to you, to you
Let me reach out to you, to you, to you
Come stand next to me