Behind the tunes of the songs you can sense it There is a touch in your soul It sounds the pure voice in all the god's creations Loading you up with the stars
To dominate the world we must change it's tunes And equalize a harrowing sound To make all the people feel anguish and grief
So they will feel the emptiness of their heart They will search for guidance A seed of hate in every song to get addicted They will become it
There is a way to resist to their will Find back the tunes of the ancient sounds And share with the world to relieve the distress
By enslaving our feelings to anger Fed the void there within our hearts They filled up our hopes with ideology And paled the truth
Gone his words, his thoughts would run with no strings His view of life would be turned easily Care your seeds with roots to be free But they may (be) ever taken to be mean
By enslaving our feelings to anger Fed the void there within our hearts They filled up our hopes with ideology And paled the truth