We are proud
Individuals
Living for the city
But the flames couldn't go much higher
We find Gods and religions
To paint us with salvation
But no one, no, nobody
Can give you the power
To rise
Over love, over hate
Through this iron sky that's fast becoming our mind
Over fear and into freedom
Oh, that's life
That's dripping down the walls
Of a dream that cannot breathe
In this harsh reality
Mass confusion
Spoon fed to the blind
Serves now to define
Our cold society
From which we'll rise
Over love, over hate
Through this iron sky that's fast becoming our mind
Over fear and into freedom
You've just got to hold on
You've just got to hold on
Oh!
[Charles Chaplin]
To those who can hear me, I say: Do not despair
The misery that is now upon us is but the passing of greed
The bitterness of men who fear the way of human progress
The hate of men will pass, and dictators die
And the power they took from the people will return to the people
And so long as men die, liberty will never perish
Don't give yourselves to these unnatural men
Machine-men with machine-minds and machine hearts!
You are not machines! You are not cattle!
You are men! You, the people have the power to make this life free and beautiful
To make this life a wonderful adventure
Let us use that power
Let us all unite!
And we'll rise
Over love, over hate
Through this iron sky that's fast becoming our mind
Over fear and into freedom, into freedom
From which we'll rise
Over love, over hate
Through this iron sky that's fast becoming our mind
Over fear and into freedom, freedom
From which we'll rise
Over love, over hate
Through this iron sky that's fast becoming our mind
Over fear and into freedom
Freedom, freedom
Oh, rain on me
Rain on me
