When narrow minds meet they will combine,
|
and bound by fear they will divide.
|
But seperation can only destroy what's left.
|
Ensuring the end of what's true to me.
|
True to me.
|
In spite of myself I will seclude myself.
|
In spite of what's right I will exclude you.
|
As it fliters into the hearts and minds.
|
Filter... I watch it die.
|
I need something to believe in... Lift!
|
A fear of what can't be seen, building on what it means...
|
Lift!...Lift my mind my body and my soul.
|
A fear of what can't be seen, barriers- Broken!
|
|
-----------------
|
Lift
|
Strife |