They have the tower of power And they drag my soul Reign with control Master chaining slave Hungry among thirsty Our Mothers tears drop like rain Seed got the drips Tought pain until we make it Survival of the fit They destroy our temple Not our faith Slowly but surely nature will reign The lonely stone and the tree Will sing the joy of emptyness Waiting in shadow Dead from above Its a cheers from the highest Down below with a flaming ray