A feeling of powerness
In a world of 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 u what to do next
An ever ringing mantra repeating in one's head
Affecting youre life - untill you drop dead

You are what u have . u are what you do
But furthermore . what others think of u

And so we fear the release would make make
Our own worth decrease
We are bound to the wall (wating for it to fall)
With indecisions to act , the wall remains intact
We e are bound to the wall (waiting for a heros call)

The fear we plant in the morning´s breeze
We get to feed on - on our knees
Traditional traits 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 ones 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 are open)
(to a brighter world)
The lament of a dying kind