The Foreseer

I’ve been raised with a blindfold over my eyes
I’ve been denied the right to think with my own mind
I’ve been listening to their nonsense and rhymes
Too young too soon too pretty to say anything right

They say

How do you dare to speak
When you don’t know the words of wisdom from the past?
How do you dare to sing
When you don’t know the melody of life?
How do you dare to think
When ministers lead the holy flock of lambs?
Now do you understand what faith is all about?
Don’t leave me now lost in the dark

There’s a wind that constantly
Throws us all down on our knees
There are nightmares spreading darkness
In our children hearts
There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me
Each and every night

They’ve been praising divine ignorance and lies
Clinging to the only hope of salvation in another life
They were telling me that I needed a guide
While they were blind and I was the one to see the light

They say

Now will you listen
To the tiny voice in the corner of your mind?
Now will you pay attention
To what’s written between the lines?
Now do you see the shadow
Patiently waiting for you behind the light?
Now do you understand the truth
Hidden beneath the lies?
Don’t let the blind show you the light

There’s a wind that constantly
Throws us all down on our knees
There are nightmares spreading darkness
In our children hearts
There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me
Each and every night

Why don’t you ever listen
To the words of wisdom from my mouth?
Why don’t you ever pay care
About what’s standing out to my own eye?
Why don’t you ever have a doubt
About your old beliefs and silly signs?
Now will you dare to face
The consequences of your lies?

There’s a wind that constantly
Throws us all down on our knees
There are nightmares spreading darkness
In our children hearts
There’s a bed of thorns that is waiting for me
Each and every night