still very much in the editing process, but...

[exlevan]

there are animals in cages
with no room to turn around
being sent off to the slaughter
being sold off by the pound
there are people locked in prisons
where the outcome's much the same
they get death with their convictions
they get numbers for a name

there are women locked in houses
full of mirrors and TV
forced to fear their drunken fathers
and throw up the things they eat
while the same men who try to grab them
while they're walking down the street
rip their profits and their pleasure
from the earth beneath our feet

(chorus)
have you ever seen the eyes
of a soul that's occupied?
have you ever had to face
a creature living in a cage?
have you tasted their flesh
or drank their fear?
have you ever seen their eyes?

there are fences high in belfast
where the working class divides
the priests play with politicians
while the poor folks fight and die (while their precious prophets rise?)
and the lower twenty-six you know
are also occupied
by sexism and heroin
and neo-liberal lies

there are children born at checkpoints
to throw stones against the tanks
playing games amongst the rubble
till the glass in their eyes breaks
and with the concrete wall between them
there's no human face at all
another bus is blown to pieces
as the martyr heeds the call

(chorus)
have you ever seen the eyes
of a soul that's occupied?
do you know what has to die
just to make the things you buy?
do you reap the products
of their lives?
have you ever seen their eyes?
have you ever seen their--
can't you see it's all the same?
making profit out of pain
rape and torture are the norm
in prisons and factory farms
occupation, genocide
out of sight and out of mind
would you still live this life of lies
if you had to look them in the eye?
have you ever seen their eyes?
have you ever seen their eyes?
have you ever seen their eyes?
have you ever seen their eyes?