
Ring round the roses
Pick a few, and you'll go, too
Try to ignore it
Cause you wouldn't even know what to do
If it chose you
Creeps round the corner
Then we're crushed under the weight of the swell
All too familiar
Even gods are getting sent to the hells
Put your children to the test
Mother nature at her best
You will never feel alive
If you forget how to survive
Moves like a phantom
Doesn't care about the stories you tell yourself
So ring the bell
Put your children to the test
Mother nature at her best
You will never feel alive
If you forget how to survive
To have life means accepting the scythe