Wandering through the mist, I find
This head has nothing left inside
It twisted off, I poured it out
Colours melt into the ground
The fog retreats, and then I see
There is nothing else left of me
The sky is black, the earth is dead
There's no life but this empty head
Fill me with hunger
And fill me with greed
Fill me with all of these things that I need
Fill me with ignorance
And fill me with bliss
Feed me hysteria and seal with a kiss
While love is the answer, hate gets more attention
Without understanding, we build up aggression
Any view becomes narrow from inside a box
And those in glass houses should never throw rocks
Kill those bad thoughts, you disagree with them all
There will be no acceptance, just building up walls
Has a hypnotist made us believe in these lies?
Or have we deluded ourselves the whole time?
Fill it with kindness
And fill it with truth
Fill it with hope for the world of the youth
Fill it with progress
And fill it with peace
Let no vulture take it, may it never cease