With One Voice

Why do they act so scared?
But they seem scared of us
Of our white skin
As if we were gonna do something to them
Why do they act so scared?
But they seem scared of us
Of our white skin
As if we were gonna do something to them
We fill the world with arctic noise
A thousand men with one voice
The fading light, the steady beat
Soon it's night and we'll live again
We hear the chime from a distant bell
A metallic sound caught in its spell
All march to the call, we stand in front of it
We hail and follow it
Side by side
We stand side by side
Side by side
We die side by side
In this barren wasteland a tower stands
It beckons us, guiding thus
The world revolves around its structure
This changing pattern a filigree of little sound
A pulse of color, a disc of light
Filled with sorrow, mixed with delight
Spiraling, listening, sensing
Side by side
We stand side by side
Side by side
We die side by side
But they seem scared of us
Empty-handed, so well defended
But we tore it down, we tore it down
Empty-handed, so well defended
But we tore it down, we tore it down
We tore it down
We tore it down
We tore it down
We tore it down
Black as night, cold as steel
Merciless surface, more than real
Not a single mark, not a single scratch
We raise our fists
Side by side
We stand side by side
Side by side
We die side by side
Side by side
We stand side by side
Side by side
We die side by side