Nonsense I can not define is all I feel around me
Questions of integrity, questions of sincerity
Who can really answer them all?
When I search this world
I see a web being weaved
A temptation to be complacent
We seek for justice
We seek for judgment
But are not quickly satisfied
For in the anger of our own brokenness
We seek for vengeance, believing lies
Where does the anger come from?
Who plants the violent seed?
We seek our own pleasures
We seek our own rights
Choosing war instead of peace
There is a higher road
A higher path of love
I will not choose for any other
No other will choose for me
Questions of integrity, questions of sincerity
Who can really answer them all?
When I search this world
I see a web being weaved
A temptation to be complacent
We seek for justice
We seek for judgment
But are not quickly satisfied
For in the anger of our own brokenness
We seek for vengeance, believing lies
Where does the anger come from?
Who plants the violent seed?
We seek our own pleasures
We seek our own rights
Choosing war instead of peace
There is a higher road
A higher path of love
I will not choose for any other
No other will choose for me
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