Your eyes dark and shining
As you sing your silent song
I'm sad but I'm smiling
As I sing along
And now thousands of voices
Stuttering up-front
Our loud, unwanted noises
Have only begun
We are the masses with the cultural clashes
We are here to confront you with the truth
Yes we're frustrated, our influence's faded
You dissolved the democracies we had,
We are the youth.
They are all standing so close to me
I can smell every thought;
Are we all we chose to be
or something fate brought?
We suffered the consequence
Of your every mistake
We hold you responsible
as we fragilly break
We are your garbage and all you know so far is
that none of us yet have carried fruit
If you gave us power if you watered the flower
It might hindre the sandstorm with its roots,
We are the youth.
