: The Order of Chaos Everyone doing something but no one ever does anything Someone always shouting the silence is deafening Nobody loves you, nobody
: A moral certainty A vast controvacy Debate the hate or recreate A time that never should have been Infallability Is no necessity Release the peace &
: Just one short life No second chance To make of ourselves what we can The moving hands again advance & mould me into what I am Waiting, waiting Well
: Looking back through the pages of my life All thats gone before needed nothing more Only you to say Never thinking only doing for myself Always in
: Growing apart you couldn't see Your not the man I want to be Stale mate time it was over All the while destroying each other One thing I'd like you
: The power of menace is the spirit of an age Without doubt Without prejudice & shame I see through you I see through you There's no reward without suffering
: Bless my cotton socks I'm in the news The king sits on his face but it's all assumed All wrapped up the same All wrapped up the same They can't have
: Another day, you've no concerns but the desire burns Another day, for you to face your problem Is that the way that you wanna be ? A constant liability
: Show me your fear, causing the hate Look at myself I hear your words, anticipate I am your wealth The one who tells you when & when not to conform
: Look around this place and see just what is happening Tomorrow we will suffer for the way that we have been Its our own lives we're shortening While
Looking back through the pages of my life All thats gone before needed nothing more Only you to say Never thinking only doing for myself Always in your
Another day, you've no concerns but the desire burns Another day, for you to face your problem Is that the way that you wanna be ? A constant liability
Growing apart you couldn't see Your not the man I want to be Stale mate time it was over All the while destroying each other One thing I'd like you to
Look around this place and see just what is happening Tomorrow we will suffer for the way that we have been Its our own lives we're shortening While
Bless my cotton socks I'm in the news The king sits on his face but it's all assumed All wrapped up the same All wrapped up the same They can't have
The power of menace is the spirit of an age Without doubt Without prejudice & shame I see through you I see through you There's no reward without suffering
Just one short life No second chance To make of ourselves what we can The moving hands again advance & mould me into what I am Waiting, waiting Well
The Order of Chaos Everyone doing something but no one ever does anything Someone always shouting the silence is deafening Nobody loves you, nobody hates
