Mainstrike

Pure Souls, Poisoned Minds

Mainstrike


In this age of no compassion 
every man stabs his brother 
no room for tolerance 
don't you see the signs 
we're entering the days of ignorance 

no one ever made it through the final test 
when death closes our eyes, we're dust just like the rest 
we're all born in this situation 
where we have to play along in this drama of creation 

this world is changing so fast 
that my question is, can we turn it back 
once so pure, born in perfect harmony 
now our culture blurs, cover our eyes 
as we live our lives with pure souls but poisoned minds