Bled and floored Paralyzed supremacy Explain to me how something so beautiful Can be so dangerous They're swimming in their towers A crumbling aristocracy Jet streamed balloons Carries my dreams far from tyranny
It's time to meet the darlings of the press Whose dignitaries stained each and every dress Don't be so rude Shotgun manners proved That no-one is safe from this rain
They shot me down forever In another fleetless night In the depths of our tomorrow They'll steal the scrolls of our rights ...
Where revelry shouts it's sermons Within crowded buildings Silence creeps across these Nocturnal landscapes While laughter and cheer Screams true in it's reign Whispers and groans ushers In the fear of the unknown
Whereas the living move Freely in celebration Ghosts of the dead Are shackled in spectral cages While our breath is warm And our bodies sweat Theirs is eerily cold And gives off an unnatural glow
Bleached the bones of yesterday By the tyranny of the sun Only to be held by the moon Whose lonely reign has yet to be done
And if you were to try a little slice Of the tortured dreams of any vice Then we would move on today Without any sudden fear Sweep away our yesterdays With a boastful cheer Until we have met the song the night has made
Hear the snap the wishbone makes In hopes of a wish to become true The lullabies will fill your ears 'Til once aborted sleep comes for you