The scene colored red
Is getting males and females
Into a cold humid bed
For the ancient fairy tales -
Crescent and star versus Cross.
Vivid containers,
But hollow inside,
Unconsciously turn
Their day into nigth
Lead by invisible boss.
This world goes crazy, crazy.
This world goes crazy, crazy.
Whoever is up there
I see no point
To force the unfaithful
To smoke another joint -
Metal of death against the head.
Why to bring grief
For the things that don't exist?
The weapon is belief,
The killers are the priests.
It's so screwed up and so mislead.
This world goes crazy, crazy.
This world goes crazy, crazy.