

Prompt / Lyrics
Good is done but not said Some medals hang on In the soul, not on the jacket A hand that helps you get up when you fall is a lot More important than a thousand arms Who kiss you when you are Standing This world may be hell From another world When the rich steal from the poor We call it business. When the poor defend themselves This is called violence. Always remember, Rumors are being spread By enemies Spread by fools And accepted by idiots Coming from a good family It's not growing up with money It is to be nourished by a principle of value This world may be hell From another world When the rich steal from the poor We call it business. When the poor defend themselves This is called violence. Isolation is a defense Against the cruelty of the world For there is no betrayal in solitude To the lies of truth I prefer the truth of dreams The machine sucks us in To the threshold of our own unconsciousness This world may be hell From another world When the rich steal from the poor We call it business. When the poor defend themselves This is called violence. Being silent doesn't mean I have nothing to say. This means you are not ready to hear what I think This world may be hell From another world When the rich steal from the poor We call it business. When the poor defend themselves This is called violence. Money is a number And the numbers never end If it takes money to be happy Your search for happiness will never end A perpetual moment will never make you The time you wasted believing your illusion It's a modern world But who does not advance It's a modern world But who has no conscience [Final Chorus] [Pre-Intro] [Guitar Solo]
Tags
Hard Rock grunge male singer harmony vocals Motivational Emotion
4:00
No
2/15/2025