The Tune
Helloween Lyrics

Sometimes there's no tomorrow
Occasionally, an uncertain future awaits us.

Sometimes you hate the day
There are times when you despise daylight, the essence of existence itself.

You feel there may be something That intends to screw with fate
You sense that an external force is meddling with your destiny.

Take a look at what surround you Each time you watch the news
When you follow current events closely, you become aware of the world's conditions.

Your mind gets set by someone's will A template you can't choose
Your thoughts are influenced by an unselected model, against your wishes.

Love and desire, dry ice or fire Don't you just want to flee their magic spell
The allurement of affection and passion, as well as hazardous experiences, are so compelling that you want to run away from them.

No mercy for the nations two people are at war Beliefs divide the dream they share of peace and harmony Their eyes look up to heaven, address our god in prayers Their souls exposed, they may decease by emperor's decree
Adversity exists due to the beliefs that divide two factions inspired by a shared hope of a unified and tranquil world. They are afraid, yet hopeful, praying to God for salvation but facing potential death at the government's whim.

Look, how they're crying There's no denying
It's apparent how desperately they're crying.

Now change the channel you're remote control And the tune goes on eternally
Use your remote control to switch channels, but the cycle of tragedy continues endlessly.

For those who share the fear On a frequency for you and me You stare but you can't see You hear and you agree
The frequency is specifically intended for those who share these fears of worldwide turmoil. Despite witnessing it, you don't understand it, but you listen to their message and concur.

We're all here for a reason So we can't just hang around There's so much left to see and learn Make way for common ground
Everyone has a purpose, so everyone must keep moving forward. There's always something new to discover or comprehend. The only way to accomplish this is by discovering a common interest.

And those who head the wrong way Will rate as minor class As castaways they'll render fools When the horsemen come to rule
Those who go down the wrong path will be regarded as inconsequential. They'll become outcasts, making a foolish decision. When the horsemen exert their influence, that's when the truth will be revealed.

Strike the last hour in their glass towers Infinite lust has made the curtain fall
Their specific end is near, and they recognize it as the curtain falls. It is due to their insatiable greed that this occurs.

And the tune goes on eternally For those who share the fear On a frequency for you and me You stare but you can't see You hear but you agree You agree
People continue to dance to this tune's melody, which never ceases, and which targets those afraid of the world's state. Although we look, we're unable to see the true reality. Listening and consenting to their message is the only option.

For those who long to hear And those freaks sense they're superior We're hypnotised, you see They wave and we agree
Those who want to listen to this tune, and those who believe they are superior freaks, are hypnotized in a trance. They dictate, and everyone follows suit.