You're a tyrant
An infidel to the way things work
You're grinding
Against the grain in the gears of time
And you fail to see that you're straining to be
Back where you began
Your radical, unconventional
Methods are proven

Out of control
You cannot fight to win this way
Out of control
You'll never win the fight this way

You're tangent
On the edge of the circle of truth
And you're so close
But your stubborn desire
For your own prevails
Your fast cars and run down bars
Won't take you very far
Imperial in material
Your lifestyle puts you

Screaming, crying, inside you are dying
One step away from eternal salvation