I'm here to protest the irrelevant interest Common good is misfortunate of your dwelling dispair Those who dwell must understand Those who seek are misunderstood?
We have moved passed the endangered sense of path Have the ones who ventured before us forget to leave us with past?
You are the mushroom to the cloud you are the playing card of the loud and clear you are the blessing of the cult
Bring me to the one who speaks as if he's behind the scenes Credit me, credit my being.
Follow brothers, we shall bring what the warriors believe. They've took enough and enough is too much.