Running on a blade I’m on a slippery slope
Can you feel the pressure of the all consuming dope
Higher than high lower than low
Where is the world that I used to know

Children of the grave
Cry out for refrain
Just another chance
To do it again

And suppose they were given a second chance
Would they do better the second time around
Cleansing of the soul to be clean again
But will they ever stop the all consuming sin

Children of this day
Ask for Camelot
Looking for freedom
To strike them today

And the blindness that they live in
Is killing them each day
And the heartache they live through
When there’s no other way

Children, children
This is the way
Follow the GOD
Who has made a way

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