Your Fear — Prong

His holy misunderstood Misdirected, misconstrued This holy roll of the dice Take your chances hold on tight Silence the silent Confuse the confused Confusion runs rampant On a ship of fools The clock is ticking This sacred joke Left without a reason Till reason takes hold Surrender your tear Crawl into the flame His holy unconsciousness Endless discussion Of our uselessness Alive and kicking This sacred joke Left without a reason Till reason takes hold Surrender your tear Crawl into the flame