By the way, the only question I didn't get an answer for

Is where did everybody learn to lie?

I'm getting sick of this, getting sick of this

Or is God's leading from somewhere?

We were searching a long time, we were living these days

But who was going on to learn and go just these ways?

For me, religion isn't just a tale telling from past times

It's a strange kind of experience, a strange sign you see

From distant stars if I read bеtween the lines

And it's a beautiful way to livе, if you want me to know

But I look around our world, and I'm very sure that there's nothing there

I will take a trip

No, I won't take a long time, before we save ourselves

One day we will be living in the spirit of light

Until then, we will try to make this place right

We will try to have missionaries and teach them

Their way is to be good and true

Then it's time to look back and see

There was a long time, long time

Heaven became the house of Gods

Since they had come with their heavy hands down to earth

There's nothing I can say to make you believe it

'Cause we couldn't find an answer

Until the morning of a new day