Roof Of The World

As I look back my anger turns to rageThese eyes become the windows to a cagePeace? When has peace had its page?Nothing but the same old storyAs I look back, it looks me in the faceOne small step means McDonald's in spaceTo sleep soundly is to know your placeNothing but the same old storySometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbledSometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbledSometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbledSometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbled!As I look back every killer has his dayLittle Boy, Fat Man and Enola GayIn God we trust and bombs awayNothing but the same old storyAs I look back my anger turns to hateSix million Jews just to test my faithThe voice of reason is a limited traitNothing but the same old storySometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbledSometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbledSometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbledSometimes I feel like the roof of the worldCrashed down on my head and crumbled!(I knwo where you go)(I see what you don't want to see)(I go where you go)(I know where you go, where've you've been)*Your silence, My silenceYour silence, My silenceYour silence, My silenceYour silence, My silenceYour silence! My silence!Your silence! My silence!Your silence! My silence!Your silence! My silence!Your silence!Your silence!As I look back I'm last, but not too lateOur legacy is a lesson in wasteOf things to come maybe just a tasteAnd all for the greater gloryAnd all for the greater gloryAnd all for the greater gloryAnd all for the greater gloryAnd all for the greater glory