This World Dreams Of کے بول

Try to find the reference It makes no difference to me Draw your own conclusions Add to my confusion if you please The time for concessions And midnight confessions is long gone I'll sit here in the silence And wait for all the violence to engulf me I hate to take the easy way out, now people But options are closing down fast More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of Vengeance has been tasted Hatred cultivated Its an old game Everyone gets fatter People choose what matters There's no shame I hate to take the easy way out, now people But options are closing down fast More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of Simple as a folk tale Deadly as a stairwell It surrounds you Stupid men and bastards Always bite their masters They will get you I hate to take the easy way out, now people But options are closing down fast More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of This world dreams of