Lyrics

Scars on the soul, dried source of blood Scars on the soul, tribes paralyzed Old is the story of faith Broken is the line with the spirit Love, burning longing No doubt, they murdering, because they convert Scars on the soul, dried source of blood Scars on the soul, tribes paralyzed Promise with the tounge of the snake Progress is the end of liberty A grid is the whole blue planet A net suffocates the lung of nature Don't trust anyone who converts Don't trust anyone who converts Old broken old broken Raped are bodies and spirit Lost is respect and dignity Hate is the only answer Burn down pride and glory Scars on the soul, dried source of blood Scars on the soul, koyaanisqatsi