My brother's keeper

I have to go back
These thoughts and voices in my head
Are haunting me at night and torturing my soul
Lord, I'm alone out here, what use can I find
In this outer world if I am not my brother's keeper?

I have to go back
It's beyond my prophetic knowledge to understand
The reasons those dead messiahs failed again and again and again
Throughout the dark history of mankind, and yet

I have to go back
To save these shades, souls with faded hearts
Brothers of my pain, they grew (up) without any love
Pain is the lack of love so their souls
They will not save
In jail they choose to live they will die to save their cage
They are trapped inside
How can we communicate? How can I reach your hearts
If we are poisoned and brainwashed, blocked by walls?

All our filters are decayed and our compassion is just switched off
How will you hear my words and pleas, how will you trust me when I tell you
Come with me to the promised land, I'll set you free
I exist not to be loved and admired, but to love and act
It is not the duty of those around me to love me
Rather, it is my duty to be concerned about the world, about man