♫ I hear them speak A dead tongue The crooked mouth The teeth in the mirror Reflect in your fear Your worst advice The wrong text Written without desire I see in the bright announcement The darkness that announces itself Rhyme that doesn't rhyme with joy The stupidity that comes close Decide the ugly face Without color Impose the flag Of horror Without blue ♫ A hundred million of us Go against the world Break the silence Dive in the dark They are the storm The sun in the eye of the volcano The electricity Connecting the crowd The monstrous cloud doesn't launch The ashes on the asphalt of your days They devour your pain in motion They turn your pain into joy Love, your poison Your bar Spreads like the wind The air in the middle of the road The sun illuminating the road Without looking back ♫ Copyright © 2020, New Thinking Allowed Foundation