| They are waiting for salvation, | 
| From me they’ll get nothing at all, | 
| With some words on a paper, | 
| They are easy to fool, | 
| They always take up arms to fight, | 
| Fight and die for nothing, | 
| The end began with the first word written, | 
| They don’t know better, fed by the lies all there life, | 
| Blinded by fear, blinded by the light, | 
| With a past carved in stone, | 
| The peace will never be restored, | 
| They are waiting for salvation, | 
| From me they’ll get nothing at all, | 
| With some words on a paper, | 
| They are easy to fool, | 
| At least they’ll die with a smile on there lips, | 
| They are hoping for a paradise, | 
| I will fight for freedom; | 
| I will fight for truth, | 
| My life is my own, I’ve got nothing to lose, | 
| Until it’s time to close our eyes one last time, | 
| It’s a shame we don’t know the truth, | 
| Until it’s time to close our eyes one last time, | 
| It’s an evil circle, | 
| Guided through life by an illusion, | 
| They don’t know, they will never know, |