So many questions lines up in my head    Like many others I cannot seem to understand    Why they prefer some people to be dead   This is something that haunts me    Every minute in my bed   Sleepless nights, it's tearing up my mind    I need to go ahead      With the help of Christianity   And a weak touch of insanity   Not associated with democracy   In this world of hypocrisy       Temporary insane states followed in their trail   This led to killings on an unimaginable scale   With political speeches composed by, and for,    Elite men I wish that Barbie and Ken would    Bleed under my pen, time and again, over and over again   Amen       With the help of Christianity    (MY DREAM IS DEAD! MY DREAM IS DEAD!)   And a weak touch of insanity   (MY DREAM IS DEAD! MY DREAM IS DEAD!)   Not associated with democracy   (MY DREAM IS DEAD! MY DREAM IS DEAD!)   In this world of hypocrisy    (MY DREAM IS DEAD! MY DREAM IS DEAD!)