Steal their fire to light our candles, steal their power and redefine our lives. Bombarded by images, torn apart by slavery, we're condemned to bleed through our lifetime in this vale of tears, where human potential is restricted into one dimensional, prefabricated actions and moves. Our youth is for sale, and all what we have back are just fake symbols of a fake life, 'cause that's the interest of those who want to see us silenced. Separation breeds hatred. Divided we are conquered. Silence is not worth more than death. May vultures carve out our lives, but our fate must be set in stone, for all those coming after us, they should learn from our mistakes. Steal their fire to light our candles, steal their power and redefine our lives. Steal their fire, and their power, steal their fire, and their power.
