No Wishbones

Be aware! The circles of despair

Quickly, quickly try and run

Corner kings, the corner kings they come

The hordes of fear, their eyes are near

Weeping wounds, weeping wounds, wounds!

You gotta try and run, get out now!

Corner kings, the corner kings they come

The hordes of fear, their eyes are near

No questions asked

All alone, open palms

They tell you it's got to be this way, this way

Dusty paths by a canvas roofs

Waiting for the rain

The devil in him, the peril in you

Waiting for rainfall

Interlinked, silver palmed and armed

Aloof, aloof alliances

No wishbones, no wishbones, no home

This darkness in which such evil seeds are sown

Gun men come, to show them who's in charge

Secret servants of the golden palmed

Corner kings, the corner kings they come

The hordes of fear, their eyes are near

Looking through this tinted glass

All alone, open palms

They tell you it's got to be this way, this way?

All alone, open palms

They tell you it's always been this way, this way

Dusty paths by a canvas roof

Waiting for rain

The devil in him, the peril in you

Waiting for rainfall

When you look into their eyes

Waiting for rain

Too empty to even cry

The rain never fell

Looking through this tinted glass

The broken eyed vessels

Lost in repetition, from the day they saw dawn

No questions asked, they just carry on

Fear can turn to those tears into golden

The puppeteers

Art of manipulation

Pockets full of gold

Art of manipulation

Is what they sold

Lies

Darkness

Pure evil,

Vile!

Yea they're drinking cholera in their water

While they try to stay alive

Because there ain't enough water in the well

See my reflection

But who am I to say?

A spectator, just like you

A commentator, just like you

Why, why, why