Channel Your Rage

You are a mute preacher full of shatered dreams
Hoping that one day the world will hear your silent screams
Walk and roam Under the tears of the weeping skies
The only shelter there is for your misty eyes
The flames of a riot are blazing behind your door
And the cold breeze of this world wants you to burn more
Many sleepless nights looking for a solution
Is it really too late for a revolution

And you are full of RAGE
Don't make yourself it's cage
And you are full of RAGE
Set it free from it's cage

Channel your rage
Against the unjustice you see
Channel your rage
For the new world you want to see

Hand in hand we are the pre-war generation
And together we march to our destination
And we will cut through jungles of malice and lies
We'll even burn it down so the new world will rise
One day the mass will know they have none left to loose
Soon they will they will find out that the fear is the real noose
So don't sit back waiting for fate to turn the page
Stand up organize and burn them all with your rage

And you are full of rage
Don't make yourself it's cage
And you are full of rage
Set it free from it's cage

Channel your rage
Against the unjustice you see
Channel your rage
For the new world you want to see

So now you mute preacher
It's time to find your voice
It's time we hear you scream