Wheels are turning

Rovers moan

A simple system of my own

Windows open

Time has grown

Hey, look at me I'm still alone



Grip, can't look out

Stay inside

My shelter will keep me alive

Blackened smiles

Subtle lies

Submission formed from compromise



Abuse the art--hypocrisy

To think our work is done

The truth is in the consequence

Our destiny has won



Blinded strut

Cold remedy

Ironic pose to comfort me

Pull the trigger

Sacred deed

But what they hit they'll never see



Eyes are turning

As is shown

A sudden light on everyone

Eyes are turning

Echoes run

The burning rail has crossed the sun



Abuse the art--hypocrisy

To think our work is done

The truth is in the consequence

Our destiny has won