We are the people the hand of God number one
Assembling on chatboards the people are willing and strong
But now we're watching TV sitting around doing nothing at all
Let us change the form, let us form something new
Letters change, the letters form a beautiful truth
Amazing fire, let your soul desire a perfect flame
Amazing fire while my feet grow tired
This is the perfect day to change
I've spend through years
And I have cried through my tears
I could lie but there's a heavy cloud on my shoulders of the darkest kind