Jacob Clements - Sounds from Hell Lyrics

The poor man and the fool
See the world as a tool
And now they
Sold their souls for gold
The old man with no name
Knows that life is but a game
And now he knows that there's
No gold
Hope in the youngest man
Clueless to the world he's in
And he doesn't make the same mistakes
As them
But hope holds much risk
In a world which is so brisk
And the world fights back
With sounds from hell
The young man feels no pain
Now that hope's not just his name
So he fights the world
With just one word
And hope holds much risk
In a world which is so brisk
But the word is what turned his soul
So bold