Yiaoowww!      So   In the beginning there was hum   From a poet whose pulse fell   Drum, drum, drum!   He would perform prayers and all   'Till one day he heard a voice call,   "Come, come, come!"   Suspicious, he moved with vicious caution   Dismisses, he thinks it's a little off   People get held back   By the voice inside them      Yo:   The voice said, "I'm poised to speak inside you   Rejoice and please let me invite you   To evil, greed, and lies too"      Yeah:   Confusing days, he moved in ways he soon became a kuuni   Boom, boom, boom!   A knock on his door, his lord is no more   A knock on his door, his soul is no more      La la la la- yeah   La la la la- that was in the beginning   La la la la- as the story goes on...   La la la la-         So, so, so:   The poet's got a proposal   He would always hope but never know   What it feels to be free   He would be the frozen, imposed as the chosen on all those opposing   But he would be greedy   That's got him there   He's power-hungry and proud too   People don't care, people just scared   People don't care, people just pray      La la la la- yeah   La la la la- that was in the beginning   La la la la- there was a hum   La la la la- and things change   La la la la-          Yeah, yeah, yeah   Say:    It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark   In the eyes of the youth, there are question marks, like freedom   Freedom for the mind and soul, we don't see them   See them for their worth at all, that's why we lead them   Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them   Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them   Treat them like the enemy, humanity will need them   Need them like the blood we spill and we're freedom   Freedom for the hearts we fill   Mislead them   They hunger for the love we give    But we cheat them   The cops beat him when all he wants is his freedom   So they defeat him   Whatever spirit he's got   Beat him   And they teach him that the rest of the world don't need him   And he believes it's a disease; that he's heathen   Put up your fists if all you want is freedom   Put up your fists if all you want is...      La la la la-   La la la la- that was in the beginning   La la la la- and things change   La la la la-          Yeah, yeah, yeah:   And we keep holding on   And we keep being strong   And we keep going on   And on and on and on