In a wonderful chaos we have grown and we tried to reap from the seeds we've sown as our weary eyes lost the light of innocence will we ever find our way home again in the new world order of a world insane time will come to bring another chance These are the days of rolling dice sortin' out who's to sacrifice when love is bleeding in the dust these are the days of fire and ice everyone's left to pay the price when love is bleeding in the dust stop painting over rust, ooh quit painting over rust ooh, painting over rust. Brothers killing for colours, or in the name of god future's looking crystal-clear as mud gotta think twice and use our ears to hear the rage of weapons, the sound of crying sins, forgiveness and the lying war ain't over on the last frontier These are the days of guilt and shame where dreams just die and slowly fade and love is bleeding in the dust these are the days of bang and blame where changes are needed to be made and love is bleeding in the dust stop painting over rust, ooh no need painting over rust ooh painting over rust... These are the days of rolling dice sortin' out who's to sacrifice when love lies wounded in the dust these are the days of fire and ice we're called upon to pay the price when love lies bleeding in the dust stop painting over rust, ooh no more painting over rust ooh quit painting over rust, ooh painting over rust ooh painting over rust.