No broken spirit
No yellow heart
No shattered image to fall apart
As the Earth starts to crumble he will fly like a dart

From the deepest cave
Through the rocks that tumble
To the highest mountain
Where he will be saved

No lamb to the slaughter
He's a man unchained
No broken spirit
No yellow heart

No earthly limits, no water mark
When the fires engulf the jungle
He will slice through a path
For the smoke recoils

And he walks right through the flames
Onto the troubled seas
And back again
No broken spirit

No yellow heart
No shattered image to fall apart
Control
No broken spirit, no hidden motives

No yellow heart, no starving soul
No shattered image, no tighter order
To fall apart
This is control

The dagger of desire only scratched this man of steel
God knows if it goes too deep
It's a three-sided slit that never heals in the heat
No broken spirit

No yellow heart
No shattered image to fall apart
As the Earth starts to crumble he will fly like a dart
From the deepest cave

Through the rocks that tumble
To the highest mountain
Where he will be saved
No lamb to the slaughter

He's a man unchained
No hidden motive
No starving soul
No tighter order

This is control
No false attachment to the cunning art
It looks like suicide to the naked eye
And I know why

Control

Copyright: Mute Song Limited, Peermusic Publishing
Writer(s): JEANETTE THERESE OBSTOJ, RUPERT HINE