Revolution in their minds - the children start to march Against the world which they have to live in Oh! The hate that's in their hearts They're tired
Alright now! Won't you listen? When I first met you, you didn't realize I can't forget you or your surprise You introduced me to my mind And left me
Have you ever thought about your soul Can it be saved? Or perhaps you think that when you're dead You just stay in your grave Is God just a thought within
sure Your soul is ill but you will not find a cure Your world was made for you by someone above But you chose evil ways instead of love You made me master
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Rocket engines burning fuel so fast Up into the night sky they blast Through the universe the engines whine Could it be the end of man and time? Back
My name it means nothing My fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I posessed - Now
: Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave Is God just a thought
: Revolution in their minds - the children start to march Against the world they have to live in Oh! the hate that's in their hearts They're tired of
: Alright now! Won't you listen? When I first met you didn't realize I can't forget you or your surprise You introduced me to my mind And left me wanting
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quite sure Your soul is ill but you will not find cure Your world was made for you by someone above But you choose evil ways instead of love You made me master
: My name it means nothing My fortune is less My future is shrouded in dark wilderness Sunshine is far away, clouds linger on Everything I possessed -
Everywhere is misery and woe Pollution kills the air, the land, the sea Man prepares to meet his destiny Rocet engines burning fuel so fast Up into the black
Have you ever thought about your soul - can it be saved Or perhaps you think that when you're dead you just stay in your grave Is God just a thought
Revolution in their minds - the children start to march Against the world they have to live in Oh! the hate that's in their hearts They're tired of being