And no money
No money of the world will ever buy my vote
No money of the world will ever erase my conscience
No money of the world can ever give me what so deep within
So deep and powerful I feel in me
Hope is the sword
That frees you
From all senselessness
Hope is the shield
That preserves you
From all fear of the future!
Still you are
You are proud to confess to yourself
That you are lonely
You are too cowardly to confess
That you are slowly dying
You turn too fast and faster and faster
Around your self
You run like a hamster and believe you come further
Hope is the power
That creates
What your sould is looking for
Hope is the power
That kindles the light
When it gets too dark
Hope is the sword
That frees you
From fear and heartache