Believe in me.

Set me free.

Leave your mark

on my Destiny.

In this wild soiree,

What must be will be.

Despite the build of energy,

There’s no cause to fear or flee.

So please move on in certainty.

Because this is the new reality.

In time I know the things you’ll see.

And so I’ll make one final plea:

My love,  my dear...

Believe in me.

The baby's crying,
The baby's crying,
What can be the trouble now?

I hear the whining,
I hear the whining,
It's enough to raise my brow.

Is she hungry?
Is she hungry?
We have so little food.

Is she hurting?
Is she hurting?
She's the smallest of the brood.

Is she dreaming,
Is she dreaming,
of some chaotic ride?

Is she wishing,
Is she wishing,
for daddy at her side?

Take my hand,
Take my hand,
You are safe my darling child.

She'll be ok,
She'll be ok.
I can tell by how she smiled.

There we are at war,
the men of a hundred flags.
Prejudice and tyranny,
and a wave of body bags.

We don't care if it's religion,
gender, race or creed,
whatever your dividing line,
we've got the fight you need.

There's polished propaganda,
playing on the radio,
Got to get the meat to all the wolves,
So they'll move on with the show.

You might call it ***** politics,
but don't blame the legislature.
This my friend, is flesh and blood.
Simple human nature.

The guns are fully loaded,
the line of tanks have started rolling.
Surely you must understand,
the views that I'm extolling.

Some may call it inhumane,
or unfair extermination.
But sacrifices must be made,
to rebuild this torn nation.

You're either with us or against us,
there can be only one decision.
When we strike, we strike to ****,
with utmost sharp precision.

Don't worry friend, you'll have your wish
when the noble war is done.
Finally you'll see the day,
This country stands as one.

There is pain here...in the darkness.
There is loneliness...amidst the night
There is heartbreak...in the shadows
There is desperation...from the fog.

Nothing blooms...in the winter.
Nothing shines...in the deep.
Nothing waits...in the madness.
Nothing grows...in a wasteland

What has happened...to our spirit?
What has fallen...from our hearts?
What has blocked...the love within us?
What has ruined...our very soul?

Can you hear me...in the silence?
Can you feel me...in this place?
Can you know me...in an instant?
Can you love me...for eternity?

How can passion...hurt so dearly?
How can energy...be so pale?
How can unity...fall to pieces?
How can brokenness...become whole?

Why does life...defy explanation?
Why does death...scare us so?
Why does a man...abandon his own?
Why does a flame...cease burning forever?

Where does a broken soul...go to mend?
Where does a person...cease being human?
Where does a boy...become a true man?
Where does a hero...find no place to call home?

Everything ends...one time or another.
Everything changes...from the tides to the sky.
Everything freezes...in the cold of the winter.

Everything disappears...in the ashes of time.

I don't know where to go,
I don't know where to go,
I'm running out of road,
I'm running out of road.

But I gotta keep going,
I gotta keep going,
Through the mountains,
Through the trees,
Through the rivers,
Through the seas.

The pavement's at its end,
The pavement's at its end,
What comes next?
What comes next?

I got to keep searching,
Just got to keep searching,
Through places high,
Places low,
Through the desert
Through the snow.

On this evening of magic...
The sun hangs low,
Winds blow strong,
Nature shines in all her glory.
Up above the clouds roll past,
over a sea of vibrant hues.
With nights like these it's no mystery why,
it's so easy to soar in an indigo sky.

Along the great lakes...
mighty trees stand watch,
eternal guardians of nature's sanctum.
The money men should know,
this place must stay untouched,
and flourish as the years go by,
Swift as a bird in the indigo sky.

They're coming, they're coming.
Come on, get out of bed.
Start running, start running,
unless you'd rather be dead.

They're shooting, they're shooting,
keep your head low.
They're looting, they're looting.
Everything's gonna go!

They're screaming, they're screaming,
"****** death to the poor!"
It's seeming, it's seeming,
things have rot to the core.

They're fighting, they're fighting,
anyone in their way.
Flame igniting, flame igniting,
it won't be held at bay,

They're rushing, they're rushing,
They've cut off every route.
So crushing, so crushing.
Can't escape the pursuit.

They've found us, They've found us,
there's no where to run.
All around us, all around us,
The end has begun.