Manipulative Waves

Behind the tunes of the songs you can sense it
There is a touch in your soul
It sounds the pure voice in all the god’s creations
Loading you up with the stars
To dominate the world we must change it’s tunes
And equalize a harrowing sound
To make all the people feel anguish and grief
So they will feel the emptiness of their heart
They will search for guidance
A seed of hate in every song to get addicted
They will become it
There is a way to resist to their will
Find back the tunes of the ancient sounds
And share with the world to relieve the distress
By enslaving our feelings to anger
Fed the void there within our hearts
They filled up our hopes with ideology
And paled the truth
Gone his words, his thoughts would run with no strings
His view of life would be turned easily
Care your seeds with roots to be free
But they may (be) ever taken to be mean
By enslaving our feelings to anger
Fed the void there within our hearts
They filled up our hopes with ideology
And paled the truth