the sparks of the tempest rage a hundred years on the voice of the dreamer screams the cause of the pawn the king and the queen are gone each piece is the same the difference between us is a part of the game darkness is spreading like a spot on the sun the dead are the living in the age of the gun while everyone clamors for the justice they seek the word is corrupted and the strong take the weak they mold you and shape you so watch what you do the sparks of the tempest are burnin you through spreading like wildfire fallin like rain though they may promise they only bring pain your future is managed and your freedom s a joke you don t know the difference as you put on the yoke the less that you know the more you fall into place a cog in the wheel there is no soul in your face run for the cover millennium s here bearing the standard of confusion and fear spreading like wildfire fallin like rain though they may promise they only bring pain blood in the sand a cry in the street now the cycle is nearly complete ten thousand years and nothing was learned no turning back now the wheels have turned big brother is watching and he likes what he sees a world for the taking when he s ready to squeeze the king and the queen are gone each piece is the same the difference between us is a part of the game soothsayer saying now tell me no lies what is this madness that is filling the skies spreading like wildfire fallin like rain though they may promise they only bring pain