Stop

Stop - Death Angel

Stop drifting fool

The truth I must bestow in you

Many times I've seen men as you

Then I smashed their dreams

Reasons of no cause

Besides I myself set the laws

You won't be set free

From internal fears implanted by me

Feeding off his hand

As if he was your master

Serving his demand

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about that

I'll guide you only right

Yes my child to the light

Many seem to fear

What if their peers happen to hear

That he believes in the truth

Oh what a shame to rebellious youth

Take it from me

The cowards are those who cease to see

Feeding off his hand

As if he was your master

Serving his demand

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about that

I can't tell you what to do

I can't tell you what to say

Only can advise you

Help you along the way

Smash the mental wall

That was forged into your brain

Tune into reality

And break free from the pain

Giving all possessions

To just a name

Tune into reality

A mortal human reigns

Feeding off his hand

As if he was your master

Serving his demand

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about it

I wanna talk about that