Last Hope Of Suffered Soul — текст песни (End Zone)

By the paths of the human race leaving bright trace,
We`re walking not by our will, not by our will.
Someone always pulls our strings but we worship still
Those who stand upon us high - they won`t die
Men who wants to smash the doubts and find the truth
Wants to sure himself that`s he`s right his clothes`re white
Just invents an attitude & reason to bend
Never thinks of fruits, he will reap, never goes deep
Each one wants to be ruled wants to be fooled
Don`t lament for dead
Devastated are your souls, mist`s in your minds.
Ruler`s unseen, his way is free
So better choose
Whom to serve and to trust
Though you will loose.