A New Order - Maroon

Forced into my own observations

Alone, bruised, with thoughts of revelation

Four walls becoming my new hemisphere

Encircled, caught, by visions yet unclear

No one will ever see

What I see

No one will ever reach

What I reach

Golden stars magnetized by contemplation

Refined, stable, in the age of my evasion

Follow me for I am driven by powers surreal

My sins are long forgiven

No one will ever see

What I see

No one will ever reach

What I reach

They’ve hunted me for fear of verity

Psychopath is how they call me

No one will ever see

What I see

No one will ever reach

What I reach

No one will ever know

What I know

No one will ever feel

What I feel

A new order!

A new order!

A new order!

A new order!