Concede to the ways of the world

Tragedy and prevailing woe

For every fabrication

There is a truth you will never know

Fell their spies

Crawling under your skin

When the wind screams

All is not well



Forbid the sins

And watch the heart grow with desire



Wise men become kings

Or so they would have you believe

One man’s failure is another man’s glory

Feel their spies

Crawling under your skin

When the sky bleeds

All is not well



Forbid the sins

And watch the heart grow with desire



And nothing will change

Flood it all and keep it away

When the days grow colder

And the colour fades

Nothing will change

Nothing will change



Free us

From season upon season of misery

This is misanthropy

This is the world I see



Free us from season upon season of misery

This is the penalty

This is the price I’ve paid



This is the world I see



And nothing will change

Flood it all and keep it away

When the days grow colder

And the colour fades

Nothing will change

Until this season ends