I’ve been raised with a blindfold over my eyes I’ve been denied the right to think with my own mind I’ve been listening to their nonsense and rhymes Too young too soon too pretty to say anything right
They say:
How do you dare to speak When you don’t know the words of wisdom from the past? How do you dare to sing When you don’t know the melody of life? How do you dare to think When ministers lead the holy flock of lambs? Now do you understand what faith is all about? Don’t leave me now lost in the dark
There’s a wind that constantly Throws us all down on our knees There are nightmares spreading darkness In our children hearts There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me Each and every night
They’ve been praising divine ignorance and lies Clinging to the only hope of salvation in another life They were telling me that I needed a guide While they were blind and I was the one to see the light
They say:
Now will you listen To the tiny voice in the corner of your mind? Now will you pay attention To what’s written between the lines? Now do you see the shadow Patiently waiting for you behind the light? Now do you understand the truth Hidden beneath the lies? Don’t let the blind show you the light
There’s a wind that constantly Throws us all down on our knees There are nightmares spreading darkness In our children hearts There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me Each and every night
Why don’t you ever listen To the words of wisdom from my mouth? Why don’t you ever pay care About what’s standing out to my own eye? Why don’t you ever have a doubt About your old beliefs and silly signs? Now will you dare to face The consequences of your lies?
There’s a wind that constantly Throws us all down on our knees There are nightmares spreading darkness In our children hearts There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me Each and every nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
