A feeling of powerness In a world arranged Still the power is ours For the world to change With a collective choice To let hear our voice An extensive decision Of a vital mission
But in between is a wall Standing thin but tall With a printed line of text Telling you what to do next An ever ringing mantra repeating in one's head Affecting your life - until you drop dead
You are what you have, you are what you do But furthermore - What others think of you
And so we fear the release would make our own worth decrease We are bound to the wall (waiting for it to fall) With indecision to ac, the wall remains intact We are bound to the wall (awaiting a heroe's call)
The Fear we plant in the morning's breeze We get to feed on - on our knees Traditional tratits carried on through generations And keep reflecting on our relations Was earth made to be a court of law? Or an endless game of self conviction? A risky Place where no one's safe From one another, foe and brother
NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!! We're below the freezing point Point zero The ice is burning in your eyes
You'll go blind You're blind Blinded by the pain you see It sets me free
(The gates open) (To a brighter world) The lament of a dying kind The slaves of mind - Stand aligned Who suffers through all kinds of pain For peace, but all in vain