I don't want to be better like you
Lust in your heart and I'm searching for truth
I don't want to be right by your side
Burning your cross then telling your lies
I don't want to wear a hood on my head
Shout praise to god and then dealing in death
This is not the devil making his plans
Men in high places and shaking of hands

I feel I'm ready.

(With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the 
mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, 
we will be able to transform the jangling discords of 
our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. 
With this faith, we will be able to work together, to 
pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail 
together, with this faith, we will be able to stand up 
for freedom together...)

Make yours mine
What's the point in holding onto time?
I've forgotten
What's the point in holding on?

I won't make a man fall to his knees
Beg for his life and then pray for release
Sheets of white clothed leaders of men
Colour their hands in the colour of red

I feel I'm ready.

(With this faith, we will be able to hew out of the 
mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith, 
we will be able to transform the jangling discords of 
our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. 
With this faith, we will be able to work together, to 
pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail 
together, to stand up for freedom together...)

Make yours mine
What's the point in holding onto time?
I've forgotten
What's the point in holding on?