Time circles high Pushing through to what matters
What matters most in this icy desolation Daughters of the revolution
Sons of anarchy
All in chaotic bliss central to my location
Central to the core of my beliefs
Central to the Armageddon of
my song, My rules, my choices
Who can stand by me
Holding the power of patience
And dedication to family
Who can stand by me
Through acquisition and free trade
Selling humble wares
Witnessing the miracle of healing
And the erythema of harmony
