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Intro
I'm sorry, but I don't want to be an emperor. That's not my business. I don't want to rule or
conquer anyone. I should like to help everyone - if possible - Jew, Gentile - black man - white. We
all want to help one another. Human beings are like that. We want to live by each other's happiness
- not by each other's misery. We don't want to hate and despise one another. In this world there is
room for everyone. And the good earth is rich and can provide for everyone. The way of life can be
free and beautiful, but we have lost the way. Greed has poisoned men's souls, has barricaded the
world with hate, has goose-stepped us into misery and bloodshed. We have developed speed, but we
have shut ourselves in. Machinery that gives abundance has left us in want. Our knowledge has made
us cynical. Our cleverness, hard and unkind. We think too much and feel too little. More than
machinery we need humanity. More than cleverness we need kindness and gentleness. Without these
qualities, life will be violent and all will be lost...

Strofa 1:
Bani sunt motivatia pentru cele mai multe din crime
Si cele mai multe din filme
Iti modifica subconstientul la cea mai mare adancime
Ca toate motivatiile noastre sunt ascunse in profunzime
Si ele stimuleaza p'aia care te face sa crezi in cruzime
Suntem legati la maini cu lanturi batute-n diamante
Extrase de aceleasi minoritati care traiesc in state
Gata sa ucida si copii dar ca sa poa' sa le poarte
Si bani lor alimenteaza comportamente aberante fata de propriul lor frate
E o drama biblica cu o cadenta ciclica
Lumea asta s-ar putea sa nu fie chiar atat de fizica
Si daca e o idee atunci e una magnifica
Si fiecare gand bun atunci doar o amplifica
Spunemi ce crezi ca stii despre ce-i dincolo de persoana ta
Si cate perechi de incaltari ai tocit in speranta ca poate ajungi undeva
Si de fiecare data cand credeai ca ai ajuns drumul se infunda
Cand esti legat la ochi trevuie sa pipai cu inima

To those who can hear me, I say - do not despair. The misery that is now upon us is but the passing
of greed - the bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress. The hate of men will pass, and
dictators die, and the power they took from the people will return to the people. And so long as men
die, liberty will never perish...

Strofa 2:
Doamne tre sa vorbim n-am mai vorbit de mult
Cui altcuiva i-as putea cere sa-mi dezlege aceste mistere
In epoca vitezei inconjurati doar de lucruri efemere
Stiu tata doar cuvintele tale sunt eterne
Deaia sap subterane, construiesc scari
Ridic munti, arunc poduri apoi ma afund in mari
Ratacesc pe tot felu de carari uitate
Te caut ma indrept spre castele pe piscuri inalte
Inghetate prin deserturi uscate
Miraje frumoase dar totusi miraje toate's trucate
Dau perdeaua la o parte vreau sa vad ce e in spate
In public se aud doar murmur si soapte
Cica's prea multe pacate sa poa' sa fie iertate
Da eu stiu ca trebuie sa fie de sapte ori cate sapte, sapte
Si chiar mai multe pana ajungi sa intelegi inima propriului tau frate
Taci din gura asculto cum bate

Soldiers! don't give yourselves to brutes - men who despise you - enslave you - who regiment your
lives - tell you what to do - what to think and what to feel! Who drill you - diet you - treat you
like cattle, use you as cannon fodder. Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men - machine men
with machine minds and machine hearts! You are not machines! You are not cattle! You are men! You
have the love of humanity in your hearts! You don't hate! Only the unloved hate - the unloved and
the unnatural!