An eye for an eye. A tear for a tear. A lie for a lie. The weak dress in hatred to hide their fear.
We cling to symbols for our mind — hour by hour we're losing us. Defenceless for the weak to bind — second by second abusing us! A wound for a wound. By silence we breed. Learn the hate that keeps us blind, from the hands that hit and feed! Children teach each other pain — hour by hour they're learning it. Dreamers in the wheel of reign — second by second we're turning it around:
Closing the books of the prophets. Closing our eyes for the visions that die and then we weep... "Why do I still need to cry, when I'm so happy now?" Saviors come forth in times of need. Prophets seek me — for you will bleed!
Cry little lonely world cry! I won't close my eyes. I'll be your tears when you're dry, pouring to the ground
Scar by scar we're all becoming seeking prophets now.
I won't bear the cross one step further! I won't bear your hate any longer! Free I will rise! (Come to me now — feel the revival. Follow me now — join the revival)
See me believe in me hear me — I'll speak to you. You are the prophets come forth and I'll bleed for you!