Testo Stain's Theme

Rising up above this wickedness And unphased by your endless myths Hands all around reach to slow him down He's all about this sound We aren't playing by your rules We'll never play the fool So, no, you can't take what's inside of me All about the sound from way out He's got the scars just to prove he's "down" No apologies to confuse his brain This argument is sustained He's walking, non-stopping out of the shadows Sounds of the new-he's got a look in his eye (that says) There's something more than you're feeding him He's not afraid to say...no You're talking, non-stopping echoing voices But nothing you said made a dent in my head I'm hearing you fearing him 'cause he's not afraid He's not about bowing down to what you say You hates us 'cause we'll never go away And like some sort of fungus we're growing everyday And our knuckles aren't gragging so I guess that leaves to say Our message isn't stopping until you drag us all away Hear the silent ignorant voices spew: "You're all a pack of disoriented youth" He lives to see the day those vices end But until then I'll send this... Off to you