Guilt and fear have led us to believe It's comforting to think someones in control Even if it is one of our enemies So long as their is some type of order to follow Something to fight against But our minds well never be free Until we accept there is no such thing Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast Full speed ahead on an unguided ship Turbulent waters take us to new places Be utterly frightened until you can quiver no more And only then will peace set it Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast Full speed ahead on an unguided ship The answer to our questions is one that few of us accept We cling to stories instead of unbiased history As our means to explain what we are unwilling to face We search for a simple answer to beauty before we embrace The deeper truth that unwinds through complexities Intricacy is the saving grace To an otherwise sadistic creation Each twist and turn Providing reason for a savage past Turning mercilessness antiquity Into unimaginable anticipation And only then will peace set it Rest in the arms of a paralyzed beast Full speed ahead on an unguided ship