Turn to the dark face of your creation Feel the pain inside our lonely souls Don't you think it was the great deception And now it's time to do the hardest move Wisdom is something we don't fight for Always were the ones to bow and fear Life is becoming a strange land Where men live and die in solitude Take me to another land Where men are strong And there's no holy word Awake me in another land Where men are bold And there's no need for God It's time for us to go beyond you It's time for us to reach what we deserve Nothing will bring us on our knees again Nothing will make us die for an image These are the sons of humiliation We will not stand this threat again Your paradise is long ago forgotten As we prefer to live... on our own (By Dickinson)