Mob Rules

What you now feel... the pain of life
What you don't feel is pride
What we should do is turn the tide
Your choice is left or right
We turn the time and hold the key
Life means the feel in me
Above a rainy cloudy sky
We try to fly
All that man cares about is life
All that he wants
All that man takes is in god's rhyme of truth and time
Before the storm holds back the light
And silence loses ground