Talking minds are on the floor
Never know what to listen for
As the lines light the floor
Arrows point to the hidden door
Widowed man cuts his throat
Children hide their blood stained coats
As we scream the last goodbye
As the book declares our time

And it goes on and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on and on
On and on and on yeah

Never know what you got
Chasing down the word of God
Oh, oh ,oh ,oh yeah
People can't afford their lives
Dying from the organized
Oh, oh, oh ,wow oh oh