Among you now what cry is this that rattles at the throat
The money you fell heir to will not long keep afloat
It's much too late for spirit or the insight one converts
The mold is growing over in the places you pervert

Decision has a vicious way of doubling as a threat
When you hammer through the folk who's very faces you forget
You can call it occupation but you cannot call It care
All your blood is in your belly
and your veins are filled with air

How ill thy world is ordered
Called the vision of contempt
How ill thy world is ordered
With thine graciousness exempt
How ill thy world is ordered
As a straying child, unkempt
How ill thy world
How ill thy world
How ill thy world is ordered
Rot among the children in the garden as they sing
The curtain falls on only those who live to pull the string
The head pounds like a room full of a hundred bands of brass
As you walk along the shoulders of a hungry huddled mass

Never has your heart burned true to form a sacred braid
For a true love has no value in the currency you've made
A heart unloved or loving makes the body marred and tense
A stone of plenty wherewithal and wild extravagance

How ill thy world is ordered
As the times of long before
How ill thy world is ordered
Spills a refuse and a gore
How ill thy world is ordered
Empty notes upon on the floor
How ill thy world
How ill thy world
How ill thy world is ordered

Why the sudden grief now that you've reached the final act
Reinventing justice for to spare and to abstract
The truth about your history is not one you can deceive
In this time of toil you'll be the only one to grieve

Now in all of your assets have you anything to give
Have you scrapped the golden sewage
from the small cracks in the sieve
And when you hear the symphony of Gabriel's golden horn
No golden tear will honour you, for money never mourns
How ill thy world is ordered
Filthy wisdom of the crow
How ill thy world is ordered
Masked in vanity and woe
How ill thy world is ordered
And perhaps you'll never know
How ill thy world
How ill thy world
How ill thy world is ordered