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.
Defenseless 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!
