Revolution کے بول

Looking for a revolution Looking for a brand new way All the demons in my mind Strike them deaf and blind Narcissus king of our kind Birthright chains that bind Cannot see any time anywhere A prophet of truth by death and decay Cannot feel the ground beneath us Cannot see what is going down And the mountain towers ten miles high The infinite composed The harmony is what remains Revolution We cannot purify the water To remove all of our sins Why purify what was pure to begin with Narcissus king of our kind Our world is a projection of mind Cannot see any time anywhere A prophet of truth by death and decay Cannot feel the ground beneath us Cannot see what is going down And the mountain towers ten miles high The infinite composed The harmony is what remains Revolution