Lyrics:

Your Fear* by Prong

His holy Misunderstood,
Misdirected, Misconstrued.
This holy roll of the dice;
Take your chances, Hold on Tight.

Silence the Silent.
Confuse the Confused.
Confustion runs rampant,
On a ship of Fools.

The Clock is ticking,
This sacred Joke.
Left without a Reason
So the reason takes hold.

Surrender Your Fear,
Crawl into the Flame.

This Holy Unconciousness,
Endless Discussion
About our Uselessness.

Clock is ticking,
This sacred Joke.
Left without a Reason
Till the reason takes hold.

Surrender your Fear,
Crawl into the Flame........


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-Gladly Donated by Adrian 'Dementia' Brush
Finally Some REAL lyrics....
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