The Start of it All

Power, Greed, Intensive widespread hunger.

                All coincide as long as there is inner-plunder.

                The inner barbarians… philanthropists please save them!

Save our kind from the Devil within,

                Bring out the Angel from any-blooded kin.

The bright times will fade if we don’t change,

                The darkside will embellish us.

                The power and the greed;

Money, oil, anything for profit, it is the seed.

It started our regression

                A failed thought, a contaminated dimension

                But all we need is the proper guidance,

We became the guardians of our temple when we became the smartest.

                Why would you kill what helps you stay alive?

                Help it help you and give it time to thrive,

                                Learn how to survive,

                                Learn how to live life…

Become in tune, switch the station one notch and let the beauty in

                Find yourself, find what your worth

                Know it, be it, progress, and live to see it.

Don’t let that inner-plunder be the end of our renegade,

                We will work together, we work as one,

                We will succeed, and get anything done!