Et Circenses

Open the gates, unleash the lions
We need to entertain the crowd that came out to see blood without getting their hands dirty
And while they point fingers, watching it all unfold
The brave fight against the beasts, just to survive

Let it be! Let it be! They’re just voices that can’t touch you!
Let it be! Let it be! They’re just voices that don’t know what it’s like to fight in the arena!

We were the same, but we’re not anymore like so many millions of mortals
Who don’t know pain, not even the taste, nor the struggle for their own ideals
We fall, we rise, we’re the agents around here
Living nightmares of those afraid to act
That’s why we’re a circus that distracts from frustrations
Of cowards who chose to desert in the trials

Let it be! Let it be! They’re just voices that can’t touch you!
Let it be! Let it be! They’re just voices that don’t know what it’s like to fight in the arena!

When fear stops you from trying
What’s left is to find a good spot to sit and watch
Hidden where no one will notice you
What’s left is to criticize those who dare to enter the arena

So that his place shall never be with those cold timid souls
Who neither know victory nor defeat!

So let it be! Let it be! They’re just voices that can’t touch you!
Let it be! Let it be! They’re just voices that don’t know what it’s like to fight in the arena!