Rampant Songtext
von Michael Webster

Stuck in your ways, in a town filled with resentment and blood
Learn from your mistakes or face consequence of a gun
A page from a book that which you never have read
In the land of the living it′s better to walk around dead


And captain, the ship we're sailing in is on it′s way down
Then resentment walks in, smokes a cigarette, and leaves with a smile
Well I saw the face of what I want to see in the world
But it wasn't good enough for all the people out there

So drink up that red wine, your glass is nearly out
And you'll never be any more than just a face in the crowd
Well no one will save you, your blood is already cold
The gun in your hand just shows your lack of self control