This is for the fragile and weaknSerenades of the yearningnThis is for the strong and ambitiousnAnthems of power and pridennTunes for the burning insidenPouring oil in your firennWe stand in tranquillizing flamesnKill the quiet with the storm and the storm with the quietnQuenching the ordinary painsnIn the quiet ablazennThis is for the angry and pissednThe sound of denial made fleshnThis is for the scarred and withdrawn:nBuild bridges instead of walls!nnA shell of swords and knivesnProtects the core insidenTracks from the womb of lifenBring angels and demons to lightnnTunes from the depths of our heartsnYou pour the oil in the fire