Wolves in the chamber
Rage in their eyes, scandalous hours
The violence of lies
We're all walking razor's edge tonight
Choirs of anger, horrible dream
Windows shattered, a rifle that sings
And tears through the heavens
All the white stars ricocheting
Pow, like a rifle that sings
Peace is a delicate thing
Like snow on the ground
Peace is a delicate thing
Only a mirror
A reflection of us
The deeper you peer
The worse it becomes
The deeper you venture
How dark it becomes
How dark it becomes
Pow, like a rifle that sings
Peace is a delicate thing
Like snow on the ground
Peace is a delicate thing
Peace is a beautiful thing
Peace is a delicate thing
