I become one with the chaos to recognize the order.
I become one with the pain. Yes, I feel this burning!
I become one with the darkness, one with the light;
I am a peaceful warrior, wearing scars on my face.
The ballast of thoughts, the ballast of the world,
The ballast of life, distributed on all shoulders.
You take to be victims. People, you have thought wrong!
You are the culprits because you make yourselves a victim.
The change in me, it changes the world.
Believe me, we are too many: Babylon falls!
No hero: The darkness is part of every soul.
Boom, boom … my heart pumps anger through my veins.
Ignorance is the enemy, knowledge the duty.
Harmony is the solution between darkness and light.
Among faceless people, we wear a face.
I need not judge; my words have enough weight.
Bright and dark: The fight has been raging since the dawn of time:
Two sides of a whole between wealth and suffering.
There are many ways in the fight against endless pain and
Three weapons: They are calle