[Avenius]

These are the eyes that wish to see you
These are the hands that want to hold you
These are the boots that stand next to yours
This is the tongue that speaks on the inside
These are the ears that are listening you

These are the legs in circles run
This is the heart beating you dont hear
These are the lips that are craving for yours
This is the feel thats not so safe
This is the face thats always smiling
This is the voice of silence no more

We the people!
Are we the people?
We the people!
Are we the people?

Some kind of monster
Some kind of monster
Some kind of monster
This monster loves...