World Gone Wild - 1991
Lee Wilson

Dragons of fire fly in my dreams
Echoing sounds of deafening screams.
Bright orange, purple, red, they blaze
withering my strength as they gaze.
Reaching out with iron shod claws
my flesh to rend in blackened maws.
Shivering, sniveling, no chance for escape
my unconcious soul suffers brutal rape.
Nocturnal visions haunt sunlit days
lion gnawed Christians kneel and prays.
Darkness looms with a cruel cold grin
devouring a world reveling in sin.

Hypocrisy wears a well taylored suit.
Respectability bought for golden loot.
Justice is hanging from a bloody child
Honor can't survive a world gone wild.

Visions of torment on flickering walls,
madness of sanity in winding halls.
Searching blindly through toxic slime
day by day run the sands of our time.
Nightmare of reality when we're awake
torture, torment, how much can we take?
Who's gonna stop it before its to late,
voices scream out, but still we wait.
Decisions are made in plush board rooms
plunging us into our chilling dooms.
Satan's host laugh loud, with infinate joy,
cheering them on to decieve and destroy.

Hypocrisy wears a well taylored suit.
Respectability bought for golden loot.
Justice is hanging from a bloody child
Honor can't survive a world gone wild.