There are many people with outspoken words
Where the inner voices are never heard
Like the sound of a cymbal landing on the floor
Stifling a muffled cry behind a closed door
If they do not feel the pain of the cold wind
It is because it dances happily only with those who sin
Brushing compassion past the mind
Where it goes, they will not find.
Bring them steel with all of your hope
But they prepare fear and produce more rope
They contrive an appearance of virtue
While they divert technology in order to serve you.
Fear is just one answer to your sadness
But there are many others that are cast in gladness
It just takes one small step for you to find
What lies inside your mind.
Deception moves in and out of time
So rest easy for there love cannot be found.
Bring me your carcass, your soul holder
And lay your head down beside me, close to my shoulder
For your time will come soon
So let me hold you and play a different tune.
The world is pied without a piper in charge
Unlike your fairy tales with monsters at large
The world is one
The world is true
But who then are you?