I’m strong
Among the strong ones
To gain them over
We are strong
Among the strong ones
To gain them over
The crack of falling down dummies
With words of prayers stood stock still on lips
Let it be warning for next centuries
Not to trust in what they haven’t seen
Rule thy Will
Touch leprous whore
Heal her
Live among lepers
Heal them
Not bodies
Minds
Open their eyes
The army lying prostrate
Intoxicated minds
Lie and wait for your redemption
It’s not enough?
To see reality
And take a breath of freedom
Many voices you will hear
Get to know philosophies
Be sure of the chosen
Be sure of the chosen one!
I’m mad
Among the mad ones
To gain them over
We are mad
Among the mad ones
To gain them over
Rule thy Universe