I will not let my idle, long-winded bloviations get in the way of such a talented and astute songwriter as Threshold’s Richard West – particularly not on a song like this one. Best to allow it to speak for itself:
Sorry for being angry, sorry for being numb;It has historically been the case that Britain has put out the highest calibre of ‘thinking man’s’ heavy metal; glad to see that the tradition of Black Sabbath, Iron Maiden and Legend is alive and healthy in Threshold.
Sorry for all the dreaming I really should have done –
I thought that I was blameless, I thought that I was safe;
I thought that a happy ending would happen anyway.
Shallow the crusader and shallow their crusade,
But deep the ideology that brings them into play.
Political correctness, a foil for our minds:
A false exoneration to cover up the crimes.
I can't believe we never noticed;
I can't believe it took so long
For us to turn around the future,
By standing up for what we all believed in all along.
It was there right before our eyes; we were blind not to realise:
In the rush to be globalised we signed away our freedom.
We forgot how to criticise; we were scared to be demonised.
As the truth was neutralised we lost the art of reason.
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