The past gonna walk right past
Present catches up thick and fast
Future threats are always in bets
And any pills for man's root ills
Are roads lead to the Bastille
Come healing of the minds

Light shines on unjustly nice
Dark goes revenge all in spite
Grey dove takes its flock away
Fireworks shake off its promenade
All sights, sounds and souls parade
Come healing of the bodies

Love is only a humble guise
Hate loosened the tumbled guys
Peace is a beast that never ceased
Truth slew neither with pity nor ruth
Spare your prayers to life that's snared
Come healing of the souls