Wicked

Stopped to uncover the earth
Saw the children praying
We have therefore no less
Time to arrange our fleeing
We may therefore assume
The clouds will tell their tales of doom
We as one conceived
The ash of the world that becomes our tomb

Can't you make it?
Stop this mechanical alliance
Leaders of our time now defy us
The weapons of mass destruction
I'll balanced ovеrall construction

We don't think

Between two thorns subsides
A viеw of life decaying
Buy the guilt of man
Pausing agony dark and swarthy
Down the road it rides
A covered wagon with the truth inside
The carnival of sin
To the earth the children lied

Now I feel it
Burning engines of deceitment
Deface your name don't care what it meant
Illusions of a humble world set
Views of men and thier lives spent

We don't think

I don't want it to be
I don't want it to be, my fault
It's easy it see
It's easy to see, my fault
Pointing the fingers at me
Pointing the fingers at me, my fault
I don't want them to see
I don't want them to see, my fault

One
Choice
One
Voice