Magic Stones

With a reverence split allegiances
Fill up with this insanity
We see that you're made up of rage
You twist a truth to ashes
And howl to those that scatter us
Call for all the criminals the psychos the bedazzled ones

Now hide here under canopy
And try escaping the centipede
You walk among the crowns to scent your greed
I won't see
I won't feed

Come along now you saviors
A jitterbug dance with the fakirs
The matter comes to who I'll be if we want a better nation
We need the motivation
The new retaliation
Sensation the violence you see
I won't see
I can't see

Cut them all down with your sabers
Deliver the haters to makers
Turn the cold of armies into peace
I won't bleed
I won't feed
I won't be
I can't see