Infinity Girl

New realities are conditions Much to little for us to suffer Because we don't know any better There are a hundred ways to fall in step New realities are conditions Much to little for us to suffer Because we don't know any better There are a hundred ways to fall in step Because for the past two hundred years The wine drunk and the freedom proclaimed O are dubious and laughable Waiting to yield a new use of life Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence A knife To cut the root The root Of ignorance A knife To cut the root The root Of ignorance Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence Scatter, Scatter brained by The sins, Sins of silence New realities are conditions Much to little for us to suffer Because we don't know any better There are a hundred ways to fall in step Because for the past two hundred years The wine drunk and the freedom proclaimed O are dubious and laughable Waiting to yield a new use of life