Gabriel:nHe's never felt so conscious beforenDriven by the madness in silencenBut he's found a way to control itnNow he's a little shaken up, a little beaten downnAnd when he finds his way he will surround himselfnnWhen there's no desperate plea for grievancenIn the city, the modern Babylon belownA unified voice should be heard much louder than the sycophantsnFor when their tragedies are devised they turn fact to bloody fictionnnHe's never felt so conscious beforenDriven by the madness in silence