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With mountains to climb And deserts to cross For the utopia, the search for the truth MY mind seems bigot But my eyes are wide open I see it all, and I hate it all I see it all, and it's sickening me I see the barrier who's holding out minds into worship I'm not blindfolded, I see it all and I hate it all And as you're sleeping with pictures in your head and hymns in your ears Lies about your life, lies from the worshipped I am so awake, I am writing my own hymns I am painting my own pictures I swing freely under the gravity which I influence The change will come, and it will show Your greed became your demise But you wouldn't believe me.. No Aus Songtexte Mania