What good is faith when you see
All of the hypocrisy
Childrens terminal disease
It's spiritual anarchy
What can I say to appease
All I can do is kick leaves
Will we ever get some peace
It's spiritual anarchy
Anarchy
Anarchy
Anarchy
When will the world ever learn
Born into this stink and burn
As another page is turned
And another mother yearns
All this death is just to much
People are too sick to touch
A baby swinging from a tree
It's spiritual anarchy
Anarchy
Anarchy
Anarchy