Manipulative Waves -

Behind the tunes of the songs you can sense it

There is a touch in your soul

It sounds the pure voice in all the god’s creations

Loading you up with the stars

To dominate the world we must change it’s tunes

And equalize a harrowing sound

To make all the people feel anguish and grief

So they will feel the emptiness of their heart

They will search for guidance

A seed of hate in every song to get addicted

They will become it

There is a way to resist to their will

Find back the tunes of the ancient sounds

And share with the world to relieve the distress

By enslaving our feelings to anger

Fed the void there within our hearts

They filled up our hopes with ideology

And paled the truth

Gone his words, his thoughts would run with no strings

His view of life would be turned easily

Care your seeds with roots to be free

But they may (be) ever taken to be mean

By enslaving our feelings to anger

Fed the void there within our hearts

They filled up our hopes with ideology

And paled the truth