Red Black

Turning red to black,
Alchemical and mania,
You can't look back,
An outside view,
To the constant craze -
Collapsing and inferior,
The rain came down,
It's burning you.

This is nothing short of power play,
Invitation to waste,
In the dawn of a dog day,
Rationale defaced.

In the strength of crime,
A cure would seem impossible,
Too hard to find -
We all fall down
In a stagnant state
Tomorrow could be terminal
This book is closed
They lied to you...

This is nothing short of power play,
Inivitation to waste,
In the dawn of a dog day,
Rationale defaced.

All the madmen came,
And gave us all security,
They stole it back,
And laughed out loud,
At the way we crawled,
From grace into insanity,
The saints marched in,
On top of you.

This is nothing short of power play,
Invitation to waste,
In the dawn of a dog day,
Rationale defaced.