Pennywise

One of a million souls have joined together
Longing for something better
A daring one shoots out a question
Why does all this work?
Cause the answers have all lost their meaning
The goddess will be leaving
Will we have a future?
And who will get the front?
[Chorus]
Knocked down, stumble and you fall
Sit down, find some use for it all
No way, watch before you crawl
When will you fall?
So many hopeless strikes have been forgotten
To feed it once too often
Just hoping to fundraise illusions
To rule by greater force