Keep it off my cloud My limited sight You live high and proud No need for the fight They call it ignorance m And you laugh out loud y Find me at the end of opinions lance c Deafened by the cheer of the crowd l They believe it is the way o To let their life pass u I find it false to say d For they shall not last Berated battered bloody still My soul holds firm and proud There are no peers I ve had my fill And soon they scream the sound Words not needed The mind struggeling against the chains Already the revolution seeded Fight back the worlds strains You need not look Merely glance past You will not be shook But you still shall not last (c) 1994 Crisis Of Eden Enterprises Wow bubbles Rights reserved