There is a disease in the heart of man, its symptom is hate Its symptom is anger, its symptom is rage, its symptom is war The disease is human emotion But there is a cure for this disease At the costs of the dizzying highs of human emotion
We have suppressed its abysmal lows And you, as society have embraced this cure Now we areat peace with ourselves and human kind is one War is gone, hate a memory We are our conscience now
And it is this conscience that guides us, for emotional content All those things that might tempt is to feel, again, and destroy them Now you have won, against all odds, and your own natures You, have, survived
