You saw the blood stains on the walls You saw in the eyes of the small Your forswear is reluctance for no change I'm burning hard with your longed, with your wrong, crazed derange!!!
Feel the whip in your hand Stigmatize at demand Tell them stop Slaving over your bias wonderland
Bias wonderland Hang with the strand If I (you ) could understand The nature of your scan Bias wonderland
See the burning cross in your yard See the ace of spades from your cards Listen to all the crys of the young Watching someones father being hung
Content wonderland Is where you stand Oh great superman Feel the whip in your hand
Bias wonderland Hang with the strand The nature of your scan Has always been...in your, Bias Wonderland
