In the wheels of fire
In the dire of health
In the rounding up of wealth
Our time has passed once again
Our wandering minds will find life
Among the disabled who fight atrocity
I have been selling tickets to the city circus
Where the vibrant walkers balance in the house of pain
Flounder on life and choose between
Heaven and hell
In the end
All that counts is our ghosts
I need you to hear me speak to the world
Ushering in the new future
Will you help us beat the speculation and grotesque
An accordion plays in spiritual houses
Where do the cars go in protest
I shall not say or ask state
Because the wheels of fire
Burn and spin round and round
Charting the tarmac and leaving acid streets
If the Goddess of my dreams
Walks in moonlight
When the shining sun comes on boulevard of dreams
Burning up the wheels of fire
In the house of fire
I fear death by water
And Zeus' anger
Then they rounded up the witches
In this vast plague
Where truth is for dead people
Who bury their lives in their soul
And hold life in their eyes
Like candles in the graveyard
Condemn them condemn them all
To the hangman on the street hunting them all
Who promises summer for the rich
And winter for the poor
Have you seen the end of disease
Or your life leave your legs
Or your love break your spirit
And **** it with a new face
If you left the ghosts of your past
Like candles in a graveyard
These fires summon spirits
Such are the wheels of fire and fortune
Death beats us all in a game of faith and chess
Why do I have faith when everyone speculates about loss
Because I hope to find a peaceful end instead of healthy victory