♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ There is a storm So deep within my heart Still raging in our time Yet focused and upright Raised By visions of the future Now viewed By fury and awe I carry the torch Just unerasable Will return my grace A little rough and cold Now I am scorned Each choice lies hard on my lips A thirst for freedom Hungry for change Eager for justice Yes, I am mental Will no one ever stand in the way I call family The ones that don't stand with me I carry the torch Just unerasable Will return my grace A little rough and cold Now I am scorned Each choice lies hard on my lips A thirst for freedom Hungry for change Eager for justice Committed to redemption Redemption Opposing indefinite rise Echo of a sweet sorrowless sleep And I don't want pain With heart and tongue contained I know that all my sacrifices will make The will of the world I face moments of reflection But will never turn back down before Enduring nights of contemplation But never days of indecision Discriminantly out and on Eager for justice Committed to redemption Remaining silent tragedies I carry the world Just unmistakable Realized popular hate In days so grey and old Now I am scorned Each choice lies hard on my lips A thirst for freedom Hungry for change Just irresistible A void through my disguise A man so blind and dull Now I am scorned Each choice lies hard on my lips A thirst for freedom Hungry for change *