The Arena Lyrics - Fates Warning
Words of cunning
Men of grandeur
with winsome wiles in specious styles.
Men so shallow
for words that maze, to clear their daze.
Calm in disarray.
Sinking day by day.
Hopeless never see
save what they believe.
sponsored linksMen are poisoned
That they've a voice above their noise.
Spheres of disarray
worsened by the day.
Sadly led and fooled
without thoughts to rule.
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