Hey there wild child what got you so tamed
Warrior of the spear what got you so enslaved.

Hey teacher, why don't you leave the history books in the past. I hate living there.
This could be like bar fights in the night, no-one fights fair.
But what is this
Pretty eyes on wide hips. Forgive me I couldn't resist.

Still what's better, the wrongs a too many
The pride is full but their hearts so empty.
What's across the shadows, chaotic if you had asked me
You say the blind man is lost but he's ears had a lot to see.

Chaotic, I tell you now
Still how we got here don't dare to ask me how.