It's true what they say the world's a mess
And deserves no quarter
And it's true you're out of my depth
Your drowning in shallow water

I'm not deluded, I am not deceived
I am not taken with your mystery!
Let revelation stock the world, unfurl the raging sea
Let the tempest rise tonight and set the beast within free

Another crisis, another fear
Another prophecy to declare one more tirade
Another lie
Another reason to despise

I'm not deluded, I am not deceived
I am not taken with your mystery!

With eyes of the cobra that spit out death
Like a shark coming from the black depths
And we'll die as it all once began
Like a burning fire brand
So tear at the sky with razor sharp talons
Lacerate, fly high burn!