“My father’s land, my mother’s tongue
Misleading me so shamelessly
For many years I misbelieved
The hatred is the path for me..”
Father I have killed many angels,
I think
I will now walk to the sea.
I hope I will someday forgive me
Please moor
my empty boat on a pier
I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins.
But I seem to forget that we are all the same.
In your own blaze of hate you've spawned the fear in many lives
You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs.
You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside your spine
You now collapse, cave-in revealing scabby marks of life
Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
But the pain will remain.
No power to gain.
Now I have time to dwell on, self awareness, dreadful crime.
I saw the colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind.
I slayed a man who took a chance and drank the forbidden wine.
The map I draw reveals that I have been complete, machine, in team.
Father I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me. Stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
The pain will remain.
No power to gain. No!
Mother where's your son.
When has this begun?
Who has been the fool?
No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Who can tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun
The power of one!
(solo guitar)
No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Can you tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun
The power of one.
To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for?
To think that you are right
To make sure it won't fly
Is the making of a hate crime
In the lands of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same
I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.
No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master
In the land we live, we die
praise the oneness, praise the lie
To bind a web around the faker
We will need a true
Rainmaker
No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master
"Children of Abel, Children of Cain
Can live in harmony, without shame
The keys that I grant thee, The Sacred Land
Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand
Without the water, the wisdom of past
Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast
Thus now when I leave you, I'm truly blind
This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..."
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Review about The Power Of One something at minute 11:30 of this song. | Reviewer: Nelson | 9/28/09
PEOPLE!!! I FOUND SOMETHING VERY STRANGE IN THAT SONG! in the end, of the totally complete song, at minute 11:30, the singer says something, I thinks that it's "I'm fucking touch the mike, hold on" or something... PLEASE, IF SOMEBODY KNOWS SOMETHING ABOUT THAT, WRITE TO ME!!! I'M NOT KIDDING! (nelson_2005_river@hotmail.com) sorry for my bad english
Wonderful | Reviewer: Anonymous | 8/13/09
Well this song is really wonderful...And sounds like he's saying that nobody are born to be that or that,"tell me the color of the rain" means something like that to me,like,we're all drops of rain,but we're also all the same...Or idk if i'm just dumb...:P
^^ | Reviewer: Anonymous | 1/30/09
I think that there are about hundred dimensions of this song and every person finds something different about it or understands it in a different manner. This is the power of the song, and of course the beautiful melody.
Haha, It truly makes the most beautiful music.
Bloody love it | Reviewer: \m/>_<\m/ | 10/26/08
An amazing song; I heard it when I first got into Sonata but I didn't really like it. Then a few weeks ago I unearthed it and loved it. It always reminds me of The Matrix- slaves, masters, the fakers, the Power of One, although that's probably just my over-active imagination.
The only snag with this song is that my version is a little weird; it goes on for a minute after the end of the actual sound, followed by the guy who does the spoken words bit saying "Fuck, I've left the mike on!". Then it cuts out.
there aren't just enough words to say something about this song.. Such a great text. If you like sonata or not, you can't say anything negative about there lyrics..
Awsome kick ass song! | Reviewer: Mornin.G | 10/17/07
Have this song at home, and it fucking owns everything. Awsome lyrics, it rhymes, awsome guitar solo, awsome everything!
^_^ | Reviewer: app | 8/15/07
This is a great song, probably one of their best. Sonata Arctica are an amazing band. Shame most people I know have never heard of them.
They really are one of the best bands out there. :)
Great | Reviewer: Anonymous | 8/14/07
There aren't enough songs these days that have such good meaning behind them as this one. wish there were more..
awesome | Reviewer: Anonymous | 7/29/07
this song its just unbelivble, so complete, such great lyricks, the best song from osnata arctica(in my opinion)
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