The sparks of the rage a hundred years on The voice of the screams, the cause of the pawn The King and the Queen are gone, piece is the same The difference between us is a part of the
Darkness is like a spot on the sun The are the living in the age of the gun While everyone for the justice they seek The world is and the strong take the weak
They mold you and shape you, they what you do The of the tempest are burnin' you through Spreading like wildfire, fallin' like Though may promise, they only bring pain
The is managed, and your freedom's a joke You don't know the as you put on the yoke The less that you know the more you fall into A cog in the wheel, there is no in your face
Run for the cover, Millennium's Bearing the of confusion and fear Spreading like wildfire, fallin' like Though they may promise, they only bring
Blood in the sand, a cry in the Now the is nearly complete Ten years, and nothing was learned No back, now the wheel has turned
Big Brother is watching and he what he sees A world for the taking, he's ready to squeeze The King and the Queen are gone, each piece is the The difference between us is a part of the
Soothsayer saying now me no lies What is this madness that is the skies Spreading like wildfire, fallin' like Though may promise, they only bring pain