And then I ask... Is someone listening?

Is it worth it? I ask... Will it work?
Who knows the answers, maybe God?
I Wouldn’t know. Can’t really say.
Time’s up... The Devil’s gotta pay.


Laughing ignorance, we’ll make you mute.
We’ll tell the soldiers: Please, don’t shoot.
To the ambitious King who rules it all:
watch your step, we wanna see you fall.

Freezing fear who chains our utopian dreams,
we can see through you, and all of your schemes.
To the indifferent warden who holds the power,
taste your own medicine, I promise it will be sour.

It is our time, and we have minds of our own,
no matter what, our ideals are up to the bone.
Imprison my body if you may, I’ll find the key,
means the message got through, so I’m already free


Is it worth it? I ask... Will it work?
Who knows the answers, maybe God?
I Wouldn’t know. Can’t really say.
Time’s up... The Devil’s gotta pay.