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