Here at the gaze of the blazing eyes Here at the aim of the pointing finger Teach us a lesson and send us to war Is it the cure to make men of us all They know all of our faces See no yellow hair, blue eyes They know all of our faces In dark days, scapegoats blood spills All of us soiled 'neath the creamy skins All of us charged with imaginary sin When we are the blameless and we are innocent We are innocent