I am the storm bringer and the bearer of light I set up the Nobel prize and invented dynamite I raised you up after the fall Without me you would be nothing, nothing at all I am the builder of Babel, a stairway to Heaven He replaced your faith with religious spell And then He told you to love, love one another Then again He put on fire, brother against brother He is the dreamer who demands too much I am the realist, I expect nothing as such Beware false idols, believe in me Beware false idols, believe in me He says, "I make work for idol hands That sloth, envy and rage, erode time's sand" Plus gluttony, greed, impurity and pride That makes seven ways to keep Him occupied He fulfilled every step in my master plan When His son, upon this earth, did crash land He was my twin, my faithful negative It was me who really showed Him how to live He is the dreamer who demands too much I am the realist, I expect nothing as such Beware false idols, believe in me Beware false idols, believe in me Welcome to Hell, you already know my name For that you have your Lord Jesus Christ to blame He did my work well, He was my greatest creation Through Him, I spoke to you and to many a nation It's hard for you with your dying breath To speak my name and go into death Knowing that I and only I am the one The only one, the only one The only one, the only one The only one, the only one The only one, the only one © MUTE SONG; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com