Your Fear

Текст песни Prong - Your Fear

His holy misunderstood
Misdirected, misconstrued
This holy roll of the dice
Take your chances
Hold on tight

Silence the silent
Confuse the confused
Confusion runs rampant
On a ship of fools
The clock is ticking
This sacred joke
Left without a reason
Till reason takes hold

Surrender your fear
Crawl into the flame

His holy unconsciousness
Endless discussion
Of our uselessness
Alive and kicking
This sacred joke
Left without a reason
Till reason takes hold
Surrender your fear
Crawl into the flame