Lyrics and Music by Andrew Luttrell
© 1996 Earwig Records, © 2005 Echoeseven Music LTD, Andrew Luttrell
All Rights Reserved
You see it's all been done before
We saw them whither on the floor
They'll try to purify the war
It's an illusion, nothing more
Nothing more
They like to keep producing more
They'll build the stairs before the door
Their fundamentals are all there
But they lack in strength somewhere
With a simple sound
We can turn it around
With a simple sound
We can turn it around
When our bodies die
And the spirit stays alive
