There's a twisted feeling that no one else knowsThe horror of loveThe terror of calmIt's putrid and sweetthe decay you taste while everyone else smile..
you scream at me to obey or face the fires of Hell from your megaphone in the park from the speakers of your mosque with your scriptured signs outside..
There was a time when I thought I would die fightingThat no trial could bow my headBut life is a momentand every moment endsThere's no more time to tu..