A feeling of powerness   In a world arranged   Still the power is ours   For the world to change   With a collective choice   To let hear our voice   An extensive decision   Of a vital mission      But in between is a wall   Standing thin but tall   With a printed line of text   Telling you what to do next   An ever ringing mantra reapeting in one's head   Affecting your life - until you drop dead      You are what you have, you are what you do   But furthermore - What others think of you      And so we fear the release would make our own worth decrease   We are bound to the wall, ( waiting for it to fall )   With indecision to ac, the wall remains intact   We are bound to the wall, ( awaiting a heroe's call )      The Fear we plant in the morning's breeze   We get to feed on - on our knees   Traditional tratits carried on through generations   And keep reflecting on our relations   Was earth made to be a court of law?   Or an endless game of self conviction?   A risky Place where no one's safe   From one another, foe and brother      NO NO NO NO NO NO NO!!!   We're below the freezing point   Point zero   The ice is burning in your eyes      You'll go blind   You're blind   Blinded by the pain you see   It sets me free      ( The gates open )   ( To a brighter world )   The lament of a dying kind   The slaves of mind - Stand aligned   Who suffers through all kinds of pain   For peace, but all in vain