I felt the muse blowing me a kiss and I
Saw the vision of a million sheep in line to sing to
I used to think what I say doesn't matter at all
But now I've got the spark, and I hear the call
Use art as a weapon to open the eyes
I may be wrong but I won't tell you lies
Not so long ago I crawled behind the shadows to hide
Cowardice undressed I step into the blowing light
I have no fear, I'm fed with all the precious purpose
You can clear the window to see the wreckless road ahead
I used to think what I say doesn't matter at all
But now I've got the spark, and I hear the call
Use art as a weapon to open the eyes
I may be wrong but I won't tell you lies
I felt the muse blowing me a kiss and I
Saw the vision of a million sheep in line to sing to
Art is a weapon
Denial is for cowards
It may be good for you to live your life covered with lies
Decisions are hard to make, you're in the maze like all the other mice
We need to make it worth, so get out from your four-walled prison
I will be here, I will give you reason
I used to think what I say doesn't matter at all
But now I've got the spark, and I hear the call
Use art as a weapon to open the eyes
I may be wrong but I won't tell you lies
I felt the muse blowing me a kiss and I
Saw the vision of a million sheep in line to sing to
Art is a weapon
Denial is for cowards
Art is a gift
Endless power leads us forward
Saw the vision of a million sheep in line to sing to
I used to think what I say doesn't matter at all
But now I've got the spark, and I hear the call
Use art as a weapon to open the eyes
I may be wrong but I won't tell you lies
Not so long ago I crawled behind the shadows to hide
Cowardice undressed I step into the blowing light
I have no fear, I'm fed with all the precious purpose
You can clear the window to see the wreckless road ahead
I used to think what I say doesn't matter at all
But now I've got the spark, and I hear the call
Use art as a weapon to open the eyes
I may be wrong but I won't tell you lies
I felt the muse blowing me a kiss and I
Saw the vision of a million sheep in line to sing to
Art is a weapon
Denial is for cowards
It may be good for you to live your life covered with lies
Decisions are hard to make, you're in the maze like all the other mice
We need to make it worth, so get out from your four-walled prison
I will be here, I will give you reason
I used to think what I say doesn't matter at all
But now I've got the spark, and I hear the call
Use art as a weapon to open the eyes
I may be wrong but I won't tell you lies
I felt the muse blowing me a kiss and I
Saw the vision of a million sheep in line to sing to
Art is a weapon
Denial is for cowards
Art is a gift
Endless power leads us forward