Truth is born, mystified
'Til the day it hunts you down
Crown of thorns, dignified
Fills my head without a soundOne endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?Iron tongues, suckled life
While I'm helpless bruised and torn
Broken laws, poisoned minds
Feel my blood is running coldOne endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?The scattered profanity honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity leading us more than you knowWreck of lies, toxic codes
As I start to lose control
Cracks my skin, indisposed
Now I'm ready to explodeOne endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why
Tell me, whyThe scattered profanity honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity leading us more than you knowThe scattered profanity honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity leading us more than you knowOne endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?One endless crime of anxiety
Am I last in line?
The ocean of time has forsaken me
Tell me, why?Truth is born, mystified
'Til the day it hunts you down
Crown of thorns, dignified
Fills my head without a soundThe scattered profanity honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity leading us more than you knowThe scattered profanity honored and written in stone
Conducted by vanity leading us more than you know
Songwriters
IAN STEVENSON CRICHTON, JAMES DICKSON CRICHTON, JAMES GERAD GILMOUR, ROBERT MORATTIPublished by
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