Out in the dark

Here in the fields

They separate the wolves right from the sheep

Here in the heart

In the city’s streets

They separate the rich, the poor and those in between

We keep our eyes on the ground

And don’t ever speak

To the person who whispers for something to eat

Every kid that asks for sex & sweets

Is a present to the preacher who lives what he preaches

HOUSE ON FIRE

Out in the dark

Where misfits meet

I made my decision

More than clear

I would change the running system

‘Cause its running direction

Is the wrong one for most and claims many victims

Who struggle and die while

They strive for perfection

The pursuit of being a happy person

It can’t be completed

If your love’s not accepted

By a preacher who does not live what he preaches

I thought that it’s over

Before we began

To get our KAOS in order

And leave it over our shoulder

HOUSE ON FIRE

This house is on fire