In a land of corruption, a land of the free A youth of confusion is what I can see In a land of corruption, a land of the free A youth of confusion is what I can see Ohhhhh Now grow these wings you fallen angels The god out there is dead Rise from the skulls and bones Get up this is your chance To be the kings you are Together we will reign But first you have to break This ball and chain In a land of corruption, a land of the free A youth of confusion is what I can see You let your mind get caught by state and politics Because you can't see, you're falling for its sales-gimmick But the finger pointing to the moon Is not the moon to me I still let it be the mystery In a land of the fences, a land of the free I'm losing my nationality Because an angel is weightless not bound on a tree So spare me this dead philosophy ♪ In a land of corruption the youth's on the rise We came down to open our eyes