Power Schism Songtext
von Ghost Iris

Whatever could it be
The world is drenched in hyperbole

Headlines heard through grapevines
Headlines a sign of the times
Sensationalism is the new power schism
Sensationalism is the new power schism

Create, post and become the ghost
And reap what you have sown
And reap what you have sown
Create, post and become the ghost
Chaos rule supreme
In your wildest dream


The seeds of confusion
Makes the masses run amok
Gatherings in the streets in the thousands
Gatherings in the streets in the thousands

But it′s all just your imagination
Now your punishment is nigh
The battle of a thousand is a tie

Create, post and become the ghost
And reap what you have sown
And reap what you have sown
Create, post and become the ghost
Chaos rule supreme
In your wildest dream

And watch your world die

Chaos rule supreme
In your wildest dream
You reap what you have sown
And reap what you have sown

Blegh!