Discipline lyrics

There are those that walk the earth

Half way 'tween idealism and fantasy

Full of what they want things to be

But unprepared for the journey there

Belly-aching and bull-shitting so

How the world should revolve yet

Keeping to their rules we're changing

A breeze that blows up feelings foul

Filled with fine whines for what-ifs

A vintage stomped by brazen bulls

Ignorant of perfection, full of pride

Awakened by reality's close claim

To walk the way unto greatness still

There is a narrow straight path to go

Meandering about is for those rivers

That take the short and easy flow

Without discipline in heart and mind

There is only a chaotic harlequin

That laughs and jeers on endlessly

A spectacular circus of calamity