In the heart of the city where the lights don't shine
You can feel the pulse of the forgotten time
Where the rich get richer, and the poor just fade
Lost in the shadows of the empire's parade

Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend
Under the weight of gold, where does it end?
We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall
In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all

On the streets of silence, hear the mothers' cries
As the future's stolen from their children's eyes
In the halls of power, the deals are made
But the cost is buried in the workers' spade

Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend
Under the weight of gold, where does it end?
We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall
In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all
Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend
Under the weight of gold, where does it end?
We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall
In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all

Can you hear the whispers of the winds of change
Singing songs of hope, rearranging the strange?
It's a melody that calls for you and me
To write the verses of a new history

Oh, the scales of justice seem to rust and bend
Under the weight of gold, where does it end?
We're all born to dream, but some dreams just stall
In the land of plenty, there's a drought for all

So let's stand together, and let's stand tall
We'll break the chains of the divide that conquers all
For every heart that beats, let's find a way
To build a world where love outshines the shades of gray