In the Kingdom of the Blind the One-Eyed Are Kings - Dead Can Dance

If it were within, within our power

Beyond the reach of slavish pride

To no longer harbour grievances

Behind the mask’s opportunist’s facade

We could welcome the responsibility

Like a long lost friend

And re-establish laughter

In the dolls house once again

For time has imprisoned us

In the order of our years

In the discipline of our ways

And in the passing of momentary stillness

We can see our chaos in motion

Our chaos in motion

We can see our chaos in motion

View our chaos in motion

And the subsequent collisions of fools

Well versed in the subtle art of slavery