Day of Sadness, Day of Tears

Why do we suffer?
Why do we cry?
Senseless hatred
Amongst all our lives

The golden walls burning
Crying and pain
Foxes, sly foxes
Nothing more profane

We want to return
We cry and we plead
Enough now already
We regret the deed

Years pass us by
But still we do cry
Each time though, it's different
More people have died

Bring us back to you O Lord
And we shall return
Restore us, as in days of old