Guilt and fear have led us to believe
It's comforting to think someones in control
Even if it is one of our enemies
So long as their is some type of order to follow
Something to fight against
But our minds well never be free
Until we accept there is no such thing
Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast
Full speed ahead on an unguided ship
Turbulent waters take us to new places
Be utterly frightened until you can quiver no more
And only then will peace set it
Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast
Full speed ahead on an unguided ship
The answer to our questions is one that few of us accept
We cling to stories instead of unbiased history
As our means to explain what we are unwilling to face
We search for a simple answer to beauty before we embrace
The deeper truth that unwinds through complexities
Intricacy is the saving grace
To an otherwise sadistic creation
Each twist and turn
Providing reason for a savage past
Turning mercilessness antiquity
Into unimaginable anticipation
And only then will peace set it
Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast
Full speed ahead on an unguided ship
