Tekster:
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[Chorus] Watch the hourglass drain itself, watch the smiles grow forced. In retrospect, nothing turned out the way I thought; all is lost. I guess I

Hear the bigot preach, you don't want to miss his speech about just how simple life is. "Just follow the yellow brick road, to paradise to which it leads

Sometimes when I walk the streets I'm overcome by this fantasy That I'm the only one whose mind is not yet gone, And that the rest live in a dream.

A nation in turmoil, a city in grief. I can't see the sun for the smoke cloud. Familiar street unrecognizable for the debris. I stumble through destruction

Cockroach crawling on the wall, trailing stained tiles, Angel, bleeding on the floor watching as it dies. As the angel dies. Crawling downwards, scurrying

[Music: Ericsson, Lyrics: Tuthill] (No I won't take part) The perfect breed, humanity We change ourselves just to fit the norms I've come to see, that

[Music: Ericson/Tuthill, Lyrics: Tuthill/Harju/Wichers/Larsson] This is the end A screaming silence in my head Like I was dead I walk the streets unseeing

[Music: Ericson/Thyselius/Regefelt, Lyrics: Tuthill] A war of independence, but have you done your share By human hand we're driven into a dark despair

[Music: Ericson/Tuthill, Lyrics: Tuthill] You can't ignore the facts that they're all around your face A dripping mud like human form of hate has crossed