It's true what they say the world's a mess And deserves no quarter And it's true you're out of my depth Your drowning in shallow water I'm not deluded, I am not deceived I am not taken with your mystery! Let revelation stock the world, unfurl the raging sea Let the tempest rise tonight and set the beast within free Another crisis, another fear Another prophecy to declare one more tirade Another lie Another reason to despise I'm not deluded, I am not deceived I am not taken with your mystery! With eyes of the cobra that spit out death Like a shark coming from the black depths And we'll die as it all once began Like a burning fire brand So tear at the sky with razor sharp talons Lacerate, fly high burn!