82:2 - I Am The Deceiver

Caught in daily grind! Let's go for another round! I feel my dumb dull mind Caught in daily grind "Don't scrutinize, 'cause the story is written long ago" "Foreordination is present And paradigm had to be shown" "A mandala is drawn The sketch will show the way Out of the mess you call a life!" "So that you're able to seize the day!" "Success and increase!" "Composure is a disease!" "Composure is a disease!" Caught in daily grind! Let's go for another round! I feel my dumb dull mind Caught in daily grind Get out of the cycle! There is more than that! Carpe Diem And enjoy life instead Of being a slave to your own goals And been defeated by faults That result from the pressure and comfort The journey is the reward! The journey is the reward! "Success and increase!" "Composure is a disease!" "Composure is a disease!" Get out of the cycle! There is more than that! Carpe Diem! Enjoy life instead! Enjoy life instead! Enjoy life instead! Enjoy life instead!

This earth turns into a dying planet A new home called silent planet I believe we were never supposed to be the chosen ones Who care enough for a kingly gift Your hope is fading away Your hope is fading away But this doesn't have to be the end I have no expectations of a life of fear I see it crystal clear, that our end is near Because we are the carriers, with dirty hands With dirty hands! Walking between these broken lands I seperate the sea to see there's sunlight again I'm crossing the roads of the exhausted men I seperate the sea to see there's sunlight again I'm crossing the roads of the exhausted men Father, give us the strength to return! The strength to return! Father, give us strength to return! Take us back, 'cause we have to learn! Father, give us strength to return! Take us back, 'cause we have to learn! We want to make things right But in the end we're just losing sight Father, give us the strength! Take us back! Take us back! Creator's gift as a message, but we still misunderstood Because we are the carriers, with dirty hands With dirty hands! Walking between these broken lands I seperate the sea to see there's sunlight again I'm crossing the roads of the exhausted men This is humanity's Final destination The uncontrollable deceivers Disguised destroyers I can't go even longer! You lost your hope This doesn't have to be the end!

Loud shots, tears of children and dearth Chased me into a boat full of hazards. Stormy Sea, days of suffering, This war wasn't over Although the stars of hope could relight The warm fire inside our hearts. Inside our hearts! I was treated as crud and faced with hate, You're not a sojourner, You're just a stranger! I just came to live! Is there no hope, they asked me. It's in the heart of God, I said! Xenophobia will lead us to a fear against ourselves. Open your closed mind! He loves the foreigners Residing among you, Giving them food and clothing. They are the same as you! They are the same as you! They are the same as you! They are the same as you! Loud shots, tears of children and dearth Chased me into a boat Full of hazards.