They call us crude, they call us plain They call us simple-minded But it's ok, my brothers It's just because they don't share our belief They don't share our presence They don't share our faith Believed it with heart and mind Surrendered to this devise The words resounding low, look beyond There is no friend nor foe Sometimes, sometimes, and sometimes only Thoughts had gone astray, heed none of their sayings Stand your ground, don't break And I can't fake it The words resounding low, nameless fears— Embrace of heart and soul Well, in the end, wolves will be wolves And lambs will be lambs, my brothers And you should not be the ones in between Maybe there's a place That doesn't require you to live on your knees anymore A place that only requires your faith