Woorden:
Control Denied

I saw you, you saw me, you hid your fangs so well I should have known better but it is hard to tell In beauty the evil waiting for possession Deep inside

Same place, different time, same chase A different line A chance to heal, to allow what's real To take its course Like a brush in hand, to paint a picture

So there they stood On a mountain, revealing their wisdom While taking in all that earth had to give to them And what it hid, secrets that shadows of

A tool to do good has gone bad Electric altar for a new religion A new way to link A new way to think Individual thoughts That have come missing Laugh

Your face is hiding deep inside my mind Your touch is on my tongue Your face is the deepest depths of my eyes The eyes inside my soul Once I was free

A tool to do good has gone bad Electric altar for a new religion A new way to link A new way to think Individual thoughts that have become missing Laugh

Same place, different time, same chase A different line A chance to heal, to allow what's real To take its course Like a brush in hand, to paint a picture

And when life seems to be complete It comes and knocks us off our feet The element of surprise The avengeful attack Straight on your back it will send

Vertaling: Control Denied. Clint Eastwood (Ed zaak Remix).