Make rain the passions on the tasteless heart
Rendered numb and dazed by empty obsessions, empty desires
And resurrect a barren land to become fruitful, yet again
The drought has only just begun
The drought that quenches the thirst for hopes and dreams
With doubt and suspicion
But the future is blind for all, do not be afraid
For what they say is only what they know
Rebel, riot and be brave
Only the ambitious will save and be saved.

— HT