weak at the knees in the mouth of the beast with a fist in the air i march on for the hunter is hunted, the saw has been blunted by echoes of hunger and song its blinded by lust from an ultimate plane in a castle that lives in the sky, my mission at hand is to murder its plan and bring down the all seeing eye together we stand in the fight for the right to be free from the lies and deceit our brains have been washed and our souls have been lost yet we will not back down or retreat they will not give up it is obvious, so we will unite with our consciousness and eventually we are going to repossess the freedoms we had while we clean the mess as we stare into space i can see the stress of the physical plane of our consciousness the things that we want we can manifest all we need is to focus in the land of dreams its an endless sea with a conscious breed for eternity we can all unite there collectively but we need to believe its easy cause there are too many minds who are waking up and there are too many lies in the media and now the youth of our culture is shaping up to be the spiritual army who will fight ya but if we believe the world is gonna end we can make it happen so don't pretend that it's not up to you and you've got no control, the power lives within your soul