Fools Fold Their Hands (Grievous Evils Under The Sun) Lyrics

-Instrumental-

Watch the futures,
Morphing of the lands.
Seperations,
Destruction by the hands.
I thought a hundred times that I believed in more,
But the simplicity is chalking up the score.

Ooh. X4

We survive,
Only by our nature.
Basic cells,
Forming nomenclature.
10 hundred-thousand years I'll bleed the burning mud,
And all the agony is useless as our blood.

-Instrumental-

Hunters, gatherers,
Rolled up into plaster.
Psychotic visions,
Of an ecclesiastic master.
I know the day has come, we're looking down the hole,
And all the commonwealth is going out the door.

-Instrumental-

So we sit,
Moulded in our minds.
Folded limbs,
Turning through the times.
I thought a hundred times that I believed in more,
But now I lighten up and wait for what's in store.

-Clapping-