yiiiiaaaoowww breathing so in the beginning there was hum from a poet whose pulse fell drum drum drum he would perform prayers and all till one day he heard a voice call come come come suspicious he moved with vicious caution dismisses he thinks it s a little off people get held back by the voice inside them yo the voice said i m poised to speak inside you rejoice and please let me invite you to evil greed and lies too yeah confused and dazed he moved in ways he soon became a kunni boom boom boom and knock on his door his heart is no more and knock on his door his soul is no more yeah that was in the beginning as the story goes on so the poet s got a proposal he would always hope but never know what it feels to be free he would be the frozen imposed as the chosen all laws oppose him but it would be greed that s got him there he s power hungry and proud too people don t care people just scared people don t care people just prayer yeah that was in the beginning there was a hum and things change yeah yeah yeah say it s better to light a candle than to curse the dark in the eyes of the youth there are question marks like freedom freedom for the mind and soul we don t see them see them for their worth at all that s why we lead them lead them to these wars and what is it we feed them feed them our impurities and who it is we treat them treat them like the enemy humanity will need them need them like the blood we spill and we re freedom freedom for the hearts we fill mislead them they hunger for the love we give but we cheat them the cops beat them when all he wants is his freedom so they defeat them whatever spirit he s got beat him and they teach them that the rest of the world don t need him and he believes it s a disease that he s heathen put up your fists if all you want is freedom put up your fists if all you want is that was in the beginning and things change yeah yeah yeah and we keep holding on and we keep being strong and we keep going on and on and on and on and we keep holding on and we keep being strong and we keep going on and on and on and on 3x5