Bible Of The Devil - Raw & Order lyrics

Winter is coming soon It will be your undoing Endless hours of doom Not knowing what the clue is You have a way with words Can't tell what you are thinking No matter how this ends You are the one who is choosing Raw and Order is the rule On the streets of this city of fools All the sweet seclusion That I have grown to love Is it just delusion A joke from up above? A vow to keep it raw A burning need for order Word is never law We are bonded by disorder Raw and Order in the Night Now the future does not look so bright