Speak Mountain

Go for the glory like a voice in a crowd
Mountains need to be moved and blood is the blasting vow
Justice is due only when hands feel the weight improve
Where have all the rockets gone?
Will we know soon?
Was harmony ever a mission on the pie chart of doom?
Would ya've listened if it was just lyric with no melodious tune?
Thought is no burden to beast, compelled we are to believe
Voice and vision, tools to deceive
Desperate is the prerequisite for a few to succeed
There must be a purpose associated with sound
It's easy to call a mountain range a crowd