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Most things thrive on coincidence
I saw a man with a gun in his hand
Not knowing what a human life is worth
I spoke some words to ease his mind
Let him see there are more things to find
In life than the battles he believed in
This world is made of glass
Everything that's come will pass
Anything can change the balance of our existence
A fundamental formula
Settling everything we know
Forget about that god of yours - create your own world
One day he read a science book
It changed how he looked at the things he couldn't see
And it set him free
This world is made of glass
Everything that's come will pass
Anything can change the balance of our existence
A fundamental formula
Settling everything we know
Forget about that god of yours - create your own world
One year later I saw this man
He never held a gun again
He had a glow I've seen before on the men with a more rightful course â
In our history, by refusing the doctrines - take control- standing on a soapbox, screaming: Revolution
Revolution
Revolution
Revolution