| Yiiiiaaaoowww! *breathing* So - In the beginning there was hum From a poet whose pulse fell Drum drum drum! He would perform prayers and all Till one day he heard a voice call Come come come! Suspicious he moved with vicious caution Dismisses, he thinks it's a little off People get held back By the voice inside them Yo - The voice said I'm poised to speak inside you Rejoice and please let me invite you To evil, greed and lies too Yeah - Confusing days he moved in ways he soon became a kuuni Boom boom boom And knock on his door his lord is no more And knock on his door his soul is no more La la la la- yeah La la la la- that was in the beginning La la la la- as the story goes on La la la la- So so so - The poet's got a proposal He would always hope but never know What it feels to be free He would be the frozen imposed as the chosen on all those opposing But he would be greedy That's got him there He's power hungry and proud too People don't care, people just scared People don't care, people just prayer La la la la- yeah La la la la- that was in the beginning La la la la- there was a hum La la la la- and things change La la la la- Yeah, yeah, yeah - Say - It's better to light a candle than to curse the dark In the eyes of the youth there are question marks Like freedom Freedom for the mind and soul We don't see them See them for their worth at all That's why we lead them Lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them Feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them ... |
