Another Life Songtext
von Agrabah
Another Life Songtext
"Wake up son because it′s never too late
Tell me, have you ever wondered
Just what those who fear you feel?"
And whispering these subtle words, they let him get acquainted with the reality of the oppressed, which he aptly portrayed:
"Born and raised, a perfect race
Meant to become but the best
Science has allowed them to play God with our fate
We act as living fuel but they don't even care
No place! The weak don′t stand a chance
They rot beneath our feet until the day they wake up dead
Time goes ever faster when you know you're almost there
Then you just pray that death comes without pain
Filled to the brim and tight as can be
Just awaiting death
Taking our children and broiling their skin...
Do they have no shame?
Perhaps they think that we don't know
We′re only alive because we don′t weigh enough
We already dead men... Already dead!
Immersed in this system, we're victims of fear
Living to be killed
There must be something that we can do
To stop this reign of dread
Now you need to understand
There′s no point in trying to talk to them
They got no senses... We oughta attack!
Driven by rage
We all plunged into this
Waving our swords
As our conscience was clear
Now there's blood on our hands
Many have fallen
Still it wasn′t in vain
For the blood of our victims
Shall make up for the dead
Are we now what they were?"
Enlightened by the experience of having dwelled in both worlds, he sought for a way to ensure that equality prevailed.
"Now there's a truce
We shall all live in peace
′Look at the oppressor's face!'
It′s me..."
And he was slaughtered by the vengeful crowd
Tell me, have you ever wondered
Just what those who fear you feel?"
And whispering these subtle words, they let him get acquainted with the reality of the oppressed, which he aptly portrayed:
"Born and raised, a perfect race
Meant to become but the best
Science has allowed them to play God with our fate
We act as living fuel but they don't even care
No place! The weak don′t stand a chance
They rot beneath our feet until the day they wake up dead
Time goes ever faster when you know you're almost there
Then you just pray that death comes without pain
Filled to the brim and tight as can be
Just awaiting death
Taking our children and broiling their skin...
Do they have no shame?
Perhaps they think that we don't know
We′re only alive because we don′t weigh enough
We already dead men... Already dead!
Immersed in this system, we're victims of fear
Living to be killed
There must be something that we can do
To stop this reign of dread
Now you need to understand
There′s no point in trying to talk to them
They got no senses... We oughta attack!
Driven by rage
We all plunged into this
Waving our swords
As our conscience was clear
Now there's blood on our hands
Many have fallen
Still it wasn′t in vain
For the blood of our victims
Shall make up for the dead
Are we now what they were?"
Enlightened by the experience of having dwelled in both worlds, he sought for a way to ensure that equality prevailed.
"Now there's a truce
We shall all live in peace
′Look at the oppressor's face!'
It′s me..."
And he was slaughtered by the vengeful crowd
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