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.