Army Ants

Tea Party

bring on the absolute

a walk on the water

can lead you to slaughter



no one will feel you

no one will hear you



bring on the brave new world

tied to condition

a slave to submission



all that i need

is a way to deceive

the eyes of the end

i will rise once again

and still shine on



crawl on your hands and knees

blind from the vision

the dawn of decision