The Arena

The Arena Lyrics

Song The Arena
Artist Fates Warning
Album Perfect Symmetry
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Words of cunning shinning stunning.
Men of grandeur blinding, numbing with winsome wiles in specious styles.
Speeches etching, rhyming, wrenching,.
Men so shallow stumble fetching for words that maze, to clear their daze.
Calm in disarray.
Sinking day by day.
Hopeless never see save what they believe.
Choices weakening, ever sinking.
Men are poisoned into thinking
That they've a voice above their noise.
Spheres of disarray worsened by the day.
Sadly led and fooled without thoughts to rule.
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