Woah
I can't look away
Took it way too far
For playing it safe
God is on the phone
But he can wait
He was gone too long
To show me the way
What's the order?
What more could you want?
Is it over
When everybody's pressed under your thumb
Intervention
Divine or otherwise
There must be something
To smooth this reckless rise
No
The wicked don't rest
Won't
You put it to bed
Woah
So soon to forget
Now
Your virtues worthless swirling idle on your tongue
What's the order?
What more could you want?
Is it over
When everybody's pressed under your thumb
Oh
What do you want
Humanity is found
In lust
Wants
Fronts
Gold bathed in blood
There's nowhere to run
What's the order?
What more could you want?
Is it over
When everybody's pressed under your thumb