Inside of every man's heart
Could lie the seeds of temperance
In lands prisitine you'll find that which possesses the weak of mind
With gaze and glare and lured within, one blinding faith they follow
The dreams of unposessed repressing ancient values
And when hearts fail, forgotten of need
Throw down the shackles - humanity's greed!
Seek out the essence that's left to us pure
Abandon on claims, surrender land's lure
