Forced to revolution the fire in his head seems to drive him on
Never had a moment to think what on earth could a man have done
Brave because he must be although in his eyes you can read
Only one approach left to prove anyway that he is sincere
Way down, your soul is weighed down
Nobody knew - to think that it all depends on you
and your ideals
They say aggression is the fool's way
But what can you do
No one will pay you any heed
Though they must believe in what you say
Mostly you ignore him except just to say he should be erased
Do you really think of the path that he takes as a game he plays?
How much provocation is it going to take before you too
Have to stand and fight for the rights that you know should belong to you?