Hardcore the Heathen - Twenty Past Four (feat. Van Der Muse) Lyrics

It's twenty past four in the morning
I lay awake in my bed
I look to the skies
With bloodshot eyes
Vision this world in my head
It's twenty past four in the morning
And I can't feel my legs
Why pray to the stars
When there's death, pain and scars
We might be better off dead
I take a breath
I feel the pain deep in my chest
And I release the smoke
As I try to release the stress
Sit back and rest
I spend most of my days depressed
About the choices that we've made
Whoever would have guessed
Ain't nothing has changed
Since the birth of the sun
We are just a bunch of monkeys
With money and guns
And this world that we live in
Is out of our hands
We are only here because
Our ancestors stole these lands
And there is no gods plan
I hope you can understand
God was just a character
Created by man
To help us all get along
And follow demands
Your creator wouldn't want you
To spill blood in the sand
So think about it
Why can't we all live as one
Muslim, Christian or Jew
All under a single sun
And who gets to decide
What we think is wrong or right
Probably the father's of the ones
That made us all fight
It's twenty past four in the morning
I lay awake in my bed
I look to the skies
With bloodshot eyes
Vision this world in my head
It's twenty past four in the morning
And I can't feel my legs
Why pray to the stars
When there's death, pain and scars
We might be better off dead
Times are changing
They aren't the same as before
Atomic weapons put an end
To large scale war
The scientific revolution
Opened the door
And now big brothers watching you
Like never before
And they just take more and more
And world production increased
But still people go hungry
Down in Asia's south east
Cause greed is the fuel
In the belly of the beast
The only way you are released
Is when you are deceased
Scary to say the least
When you don't have control
And you know you are dependent
On getting your payroll
And as a whole the system is corrupt
And the voting poll
It means nothing at all
These politicians don't have a soul
I'm on a roll
And I'll be damned if you can stop me now
All I want to do is
Spread some knowledge Through the crowd
And let it all out
How about you show me how
Divided we are quiet but
Together we are loud
It's twenty past four in the morning
I lay awake in my bed
I look to the skies
With bloodshot eyes
Vision this world in my head
It's twenty past four in the morning
And I can't feel my legs
Why pray to the stars
When there's death, pain and scars
We might be better off dead