Sangtekster:
Indecision Alarm The

Meddlesome fingers, derisive unsatisfied Cut us down and keep us tied and bound In a treadmill designed we run with tired eyes Occasionally they throw

When the inspiration through the people?s blood shall run There can be no power greater anywhere beneath the sun The force on earth is weaker than the

I?d like to bring this tournament to a close Cause eventually it will destroy us all With its fierce and disruptive rivalry It?s a race where no one