Are you aware? Do you care?

Are you scared of experience?

Are you guilt-ridden?

Are you ashamed

To be wild and untamed?

Are you in hearing range

Of the tuning so strange?

I can soon change

Your hate to love

You'll find it sends you realing

Disrove your feelings

You gotta learn to earn

Respect or craawl

As the standing accused

Plan to take a refuse

We will pen them

"The Axe of Men"

You'll find it helps you

It dwells within you

They'll never try

To fry you alive again

Who do you think U R?

Are you forgiving

for the fast living

Are you hip to the flip

Side of censorship?

Do you bring truth

Swear by God's truth

Everything but the proof?

Are you aware? Do you care?

Are you scared of experience

Are you that? Are you this?

Are you prejudiced?

So if I ever see

You getting clever with me

We'll never relax the Axe of Men

Then you'll be drained

Of your training

Through with explaining

Surrendering again

Who do you think U R?

Axe the play act! Yeah!

Axe the quacks!

It's only baloney!

It's only baloney!