There is a wildness resting on the horizon
Looking for a place to go
When hell is empty and all the devils are here
Where our life is rounded by the boundaries of sleep
As the brave new world presents itself
In borrowed time and stolen thoughts
Warning
Misery awaits within the further realization
Awake, do not step through these wind-driven waves
The opportunities you seek do not offer protection
In this decisive second your action describes your need
Fight or flight at the mercy of the commander
There is freedom under fear's command
