• Who Am I to question you
    But question you I might as well
    For every little thing you do
    shall make us burn in hell
    I do a million deeds true at heart
    and darkness is all they see
    to confind our minds to these evil thoughts
    and wish our minds to be free

    We dwell our thoughts on the evil things
    those whih make us sad
    then we scream and curse the heavens
    why can we never be glad?
    we trapped our minds on sorrow
    we trapped our minds on our pain
    we grew toward hatred for the sun
    we grew to loathe the beating rain

    Now once again you question
    who am I to ask
    but no I have to question
    Who better for the task?
    my emotions be unstable
    from happiness to glee
    but only in this chaos
    have I found tranquility
    I have search a lost world
    for this peace of mind
    but only in this chaos
    Order did I find

    But Who am I to question you
    But question you I might as well
    For every little thing we do
    shall make the world well.