Tears of the feeble, hands of the slaves

Skin of the mothers, mouths of the babes

Building the towers, belongs to the sky

When the whole thing comes crashing down

Don't ask me why



Under the shelf, the shelf of the sky

Two eyes, two suns, too heavenly blinds

Swallowing rivers, belongs to the sea

When the whole thing washes away

Don't run to me



I'll be going down for the rest of the slide

While the rest of you harvest the gold



And the wreck of you

Is the death of you all

And the wreck of you

Is the break and the fall

I'm the wreck of you

I'm the death of you all

I'm the wreck of you

I'm the break and the fall



Under the red break of the lights

Heroes in stretches inch to the site

Blowing the pieces, belong to the wind

When the whole thing blows away

I won't pretend



I'll be going down for the rest of the slide

While the rest of you harvest the souls



And the wreck of you

Is the death of you all

And the wreck of you

Is the break and the fall

I'm the wreck of you

I'm the death of you all

I'm the wreck of you

I'm the break and the fall



Behind the blood red break of the lights

Lies the wreck of you for the rest of your life



And the wreck of you

Is the death of you all

And the wreck of you

Is the break and the fall

I'm the wreck of you

I'm the death of you all

I'm the wreck of you

I'm the break and the fall